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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 5:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 5:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 1:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 11:27 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 5:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 8:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 8:36 pm
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Bosque finishes mixing things, and sweeps everything off of the small folding table and back into the carpetbag except for a tray holding five small vials. One vial contains a mossy-brown-colored liquid which she pours out onto the ground. The liquid soaks in immediately and after an uneventful pause of 2.48 seconds, a tree rapidly grows up, gnarls, loses its leaves, and gets its insides chewed up by rodents--leaving a tough shell with one sturdy low branch and several higher weaker ones. The next vial has what appears to be extra-thick white glue in it. Bosque pours it out into her hand, plays with it like putty for a minute, then pulls it out into a long strand, which thickens and turns into a good rope. Tying one end into a noose, Bosque tosses the other end up over the useful branch of the tree and directs the rodents to run up and tie some very complicated sailor’s knots to affix the rope to the branch. The third vial is full of green smoke. Holding it under the noose, Bosque uncorks it and the smoke wafts out. Rising and expanding until it surrounds the noose, the smoke then condenses into a straw-stuffed scarecrow figure wearing a green wig of longish hair topped by a bucket hat, with its neck securely in the noose. Vial four has what appears to be silver glitter in it. Bosque dumps it out over her head and as it falls onto her head and shoulders and flickers in the air on down to the ground, Bosque transforms into a very old, pear-shaped, stooped-short woman wearing a mishmash of musty old clothes. Brushing the glitter off, the old woman shuffles around the tree as if unsure of what to do next, then slaps the feet of the scarecrow to start it swinging and shuffles back over by the table where she mutters some kind of incantation. Clapping her hands together, she suddenly summons an ordinary-looking black-and-white cat, who looks up at her with twitching whiskers. Uttering a raspy-wheezy chuckling cackle, the old woman picks up the last vial and downs the purple liquid in it. After swallowing, she splits into two nearly-identical figures which shuffle off, leaving behind the table with the empty vials, the tree with the figure swinging in the noose, and the cat. The cat watches the two old women disappear into the distance while the carpetbag and the glitter on the ground fade away to nothing, and then the cat turns and looks at the tree and the swinging straw man… and winks both eyes simultaneously in amusement. Pulling a bow and arrows literally out of nowhere, the cat then proceeds to use the swinging effigy for target practice.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 5:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:49 pm
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