A Tire Swing Story is a bite-sized "imagining" inspired by an object I discover while wandering. It could be a curbside trash gem or a message sprayed on a wall. A lost mitten, or an antique store find. Anything goes. I photograph the object and post them together, the story and its inspiration. There will be a new story every Monday and Wednesday. On Fridays, I'll discuss writing, life, love, and coffee. (In no particular order and maybe all at once.)

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Gloria: So I suppose you think this new attitude of yours means you can get away with anything. 

Shawn: What on earth are you talking about? 

Gloria: I see the sign on your chest, Shawn. The peace sign. And after I gave you the best years of my life. Free the love. Oh, yes, free the love indeed. 

Shawn: Gloria, are you crazy? What's wrong with you? It's just a little tattoo.

Gloria: Little! Oh, that's rich. You must think I'm stupid. You think I don't know what you're up to? 

Shawn: What? What am I up to? 

Gloria: You want to (clears her throat)....breed with other penguins. 

Shawn laughs heartily. 

Gloria: I'm glad you think that's funny. 

Shawn: Oh, Gloria. My silly Empress. Do you remember what I said when you finally agreed to begin our courtship rituals?

Gloria: No. 

Shawn: Yes you do. What did I say? 

Gloria: You said I was the only female who made you feel like you could fly.

Shawn: That's still true. 

Gloria: Oh. 

Long pause. 

Gloria: Well, I suppose a tattoo isn't that bad. It does make you look rather...dangerous. 

She giggles.

1 comment:

  1. Brittany, this made me laugh out loud!! Only you could take a photo of 2 penguin statues and come up with this brillantly comedic piece. Bravo once again!