This one is short and (hopefully) sweet because I'm on a mini-vacation this weekend in Las Vegas! When I'm back home, I'll start in on this week's stories. Unfortunately, my hotel charges for wireless. And I can't even read on my iPhone because data roaming fees are insane.

Enjoy!

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Lazy Afternoon

Rory had been sleeping when the flood came. Dozing -- ironically or perhaps conveniently -- on an air mattress in his backyard pool. He'd laid there, Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned, prodigious white belly exposed to the sun but treated with heavy doses of sunscreen. At first, the distant rumble had soothed Rory into a deeper sleep, but he was soon startled awake by a roaring wave, crashing through his neighbourhood, smashing his fence (built just earlier that summer) and lifting him, on his air mattress up and away.

He barely had time to grab his pitcher of sangria before the little table it had been floating on was swept away.

Rory and his air mattress drifted along over top of what had been his neighbours' backyards.

"Serves you right, Pensky," he said.

Mortimer Pensky lived four doors down and his greatest pleasure in life was pointing out to Rory his more expensive car and his trophy wife. He'd apparently left his second floor windows open and flood water was pouring in. Rory filled up his glass and raised a toast to his neighbour.

Looking around, he saw a few people had managed to scramble up onto to their roofs. He drifted by one house, probably a few streets over from his place, with a young family camping out.

"Can you paddle over to us?" the dad called out.

The two young kids were pushing each other and screaming.

"I'll take my chances over here."

Rory picked up his pitcher and gave it a shake, evaluating its contents.

"Say," he shouted, "Do you folks know approximately where the liquor store is? As the crow flies?"

15 responses to "Lazy Afternoon "

Laurita wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 13:28 Great fun. I must remember to keep an air mattress and lots of sangria fixings on hand, just in case. Thanks for this one.

Marisa Birns wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 13:29 While short, it hits the funny spot! Well done...

Diana wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 14:59 I think I would have stayed on the air mattress too.

Chance wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 16:51 brilliant, I hope i would posses the same finesse If i ever found myself in that situation

Laura Eno wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 17:09 Funny...I'm so glad he saved the sangria! Good one.

Cascade Lily wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 17:13 Glad he kept hold of the glass too and didn't have to swig from the jug. What a hoot!

Olivia Tejeda wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 17:25 Now that's my kind of sailing! Great! Really fun and funny! Thanks!

Clive Martyn wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 20:28 Excellent. Well done. :-)

chris chartrand wrote: Friday, 23 Oct 2009 21:03 I like this guy's style. This was a fun one. Enjoy that mini vacation. ~chris

mazzz_in_Leeds wrote: Saturday, 24 Oct 2009 05:02 This guy is my hero! Definitely sweet :)

Deanna Schrayer wrote: Saturday, 24 Oct 2009 06:48 Ah yes, we must remember what's really important in life. The sangria! :) Thanks for the laughs!

Kylie wrote: Saturday, 24 Oct 2009 11:41 Man, I wish I could relax like Rory *coughDANAcough* ;D Loved the feel of this one, makes me want the sun to come back!

John Wiswell wrote: Saturday, 24 Oct 2009 19:45 That was wacky!

Shannon Esposito wrote: Sunday, 25 Oct 2009 10:32 This definitely feels Las Vegas inspired! lol, thanks for the laugh. Perfect flash.

2mara wrote: Monday, 26 Oct 2009 05:38 HA! A party for one. I love it. wishing I had a pitcher of Sangria :-/ ~2

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