Monday, September 1, 2008

"Golden Texas Tea" (pg 2)

Progressing around the room to the far left wall, we observe various piles of computer equipment, most of which was destroyed in one of Walter's more infamous meltdowns that occured this past spring. People are still talking about it today (mostly in the courtroom that is; Walter has five legal cases still pending). Above the pile of computer equipment, we see a few dozen scattered photographs of a very melancholy Walter and the various lady friends of is that were taken during his many sojourns promoting his novella in the past year. To the right of the computer equipment, we find hanging on a peg hook, a dartboard with a picture of a rather sensual looking young lady, defaced with darts and beer stains. To the right of that, we see Walter still traveling on his tangent to nowhere.

"MY GOD! I JUST CAN'T GET ANYTHING TO GEL! I MUST BE THE BIGGEST HACK ON THE PLANET! MY KIDS COULD WRITE BETTER THAN ME RIGHT NOW! WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME..."

We'll just leave Walter alone while we continue with our observations of his study. To the far right wall we see various awards, honors and prizes that his various stories had won in the past three years. Along with these various plaques and trophies, are pictures of a very upbeat Walter and a lady who could only be described as one very spicy hot...I mean could only be described as exceptionally beautiful. Moving further along, we see a very solitary picture lovingly encased in black lace, sitting on a shelf about midway up with a small candle lit underneath, with the picture sitting on one side and a purple rose sitting on the other.

Finishing our observation with the near front wall on our right, we can see a rather large hole, with insulation falling out of it. Plastered inside the hole is a medium-sized window, with a frog suction-cupped to it the inside of the window. Not a fake one, but a very much freshly dead and decomposing frog, grossly aromatic with flies swarming around it.

As you can see this room is very much a pigsty, with the occupant just about living in it 24/7. So without further ado, boys and girls, let us introduce you to the secondary character of our little soiree, Walter.

Walter, as you can plainly see, is a slovenly pig who lives very comfortable in his messy study, but quite uncomfortably in the real world. In his study, he doesn't worry about his personal hygiene, his bad habits nor his deepening depression. In the real world, he probably would have been committed long ago for his very erratic and eccentric behavior.

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