A Couple of Choices

Why have I been busy? Let’s consider the facts.

  1. I wake up at the crack of dawn.
  6. I walk 12.785647 minutes to work.
  9. I walk 12.785647 minutes to the station.
  11. I ride home on the train.
  12. I stare at the ceiling for 3.986643 hours
  13. I repeat steps 1-10 the next day.
  14. I teach for 4.4637 hours on Saturday afternoons.
  15. I stare at chores for 12.5857 hours on Sunday.
  16. I go back to step 1.


(c) Ajesh Sharma
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  1. I would never have guessed about the morning ablutions. Who knew!!
    And it’s busy as a bee because of the balliterative beffect. Go covfefe that!
    I think Phyllis is coming to tell Alex that she has cancer. And that she is going to die very very soon. She is going to check herself into a hospice right after she tells Alex to his face that she forgives him for never loving her. Then she discovers why, when Alex reluctantly introduces her to his partner, a handsome photographer. He insists that Phyllis stay for dinner and he cooks a stupendous meal. Plied with food and wine, Phyllis does the big reveal. Alex offers to photograph Phyllis and document her last days for posterity. She sheds a happy but heart broken tear as she dies in the hospice with Alex and Simon.
    Did I get it right?

    1. The SloMan, who for some reason unknown, has chosen to reply to your highly predictable, melodramatic and soppy version of events.
      He shall relay to the playwright, his concern about your exposition. He is quite certain that the playwright’s obstinacy is matched only by his inconstancy. So really, anything can happen. That doesn’t mean it will.

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