Categotry Archives: 3WW
Suzie’s House 345 : Drew Comes To on State Street
Shreds of golden sunlight splashed on the glass and brick fronts of the historic buildings on State Street. Maybe a few dozen people per block wandered along it. Stores were closing here and there while the day trade gave way to night. Drew guessed he had been out of it for a couple of hours. He had no idea what made the hallucinations pass, only that once he could actually see out of his eyes, he found Trent sitting on […]
Suzie’s House 344 : The Ghastly Results of an Unkempt Life
Trent liked it here. Some of the people got uncomfortable when you lent them a hand, but a lot were fine with it. Much better than places like New York City where he’d be treated like a total lunatic. But still not as nice as Missoula where folks might well lend you a hand in any kind of harmless tom foolery.
Suzie’s House 343 : The Accelerated Program
“We’ve had so many people who passed those computer tests down at Job Service but couldn’t do anything once we hired them. That’s why we’re going to have to ask you to show us you know how to be an accountant.” The interviewer smiled oh-so-sweetly while standing over the chair she wanted Suzie to sit in. “Right. It’s got nothing to do with free labor.” Suzie smiled back before glancing at the open door to her right. Was there really […]
Suzie’s House 342 : Affable As Always
By the time they’d crossed the long bridge across the Mississippi which marked the change from Minnesota to Wisconsin, Drew was feeling good about this trip. They passed through the lush green hills, under the increasingly frequent underpasses, and off the interstate on the North side of town while Trent cracked jokes.
Suzie’s House 341 : The Latest Interview Technique
Suzie had always found people with a certain hang-dog expression repulsive. The droopy eyes, heavy jowls and general air of depression annoyed her. She knew better than to take it seriously, but still found it hard muster a smile at her next potential employer.
Suzie’s House 340 : Looking For a Complication
A roll of toilet paper came flying over the partition into Drew’s stall. “Are you trying to tell me to hurry up, old man?” “Thought you might be stuck in there. It’s been half an hour.” Drew blinked. Half an hour in a rest area toilet? He was pretty sure that was a personal record. It wasn’t generally a place he felt compelled to sit and ruminate. But that’s exactly what he’d been doing.
Suzie’s House 339 : On the Road Again, Dudut-du-du-doooo-du duu du-du
“Thanks.” Drew took the keys from Trent. “I owe you one.” “You owe me more than one, but who’s counting?” Trent grinned. Drew could hardly argue. If not for Trent and Sonoma’s faithful care, he would have ended up in some back alley feeling isolated in his insanity and scrutinizing every little dust speck of self recrimination that fell past. In a way, he could say he owed the couple his life.
Suzie’s House 338 : How to Define Yourself
“I can’t seem to get my feet under me.” Drew sat at the battered kitchen table and turned his cup of tea around and around. The delicate handle rubbed his thumb raw every time it came around. “I think I’ve got a hold of the hallucinations, but it seems like I just never feel like ME anymore.” “It takes more than a cup of tea and a straight head to define us.” Trent eased into a chair across the table, […]
Suzie’s House 337 : In a Sluggish Economy
The woman behind the counter probably didn’t mean to come off as combative. She squeezed off a hard, polite smile as she said, “It’s all done on computer now. We have several available in the room over there.” She pointed to the room to the right. “Oh.” Suzie hadn’t been in Job Service in so long that she might as well have no experience at all. Everything had changed in the intervening years. “Um…”
Suzie’s House 336 : Have a Cigar
John parked the van behind The Warehouse. By now the kids should have finished playing however many songs they could get away with and should be waiting. If he pushed it back too much more, Bruce would be calling, demanding a ride for their equipment, and maybe a chance to yell about the gig. No way John was going to submit to that.
Suzie’s House 335 : Where the Bass Belongs
This was great! Tracy windmilled her strumming arm and pushed out to the front of the stage. She’d never felt so good before. Could this really be her calling in life? Except she wasn’t supposed to be doing this, right? Usually it was the guitar that took the lead, right? That’s why they called it a lead guitar. But Gene must have stage fright or something because he spent the whole show looking down like he didn’t know how to […]
Suzie’s House 334 : Without Bunny Ears
Pink. And fluffy. With whiskers. Bruce had given her a flipping bunny mask! The only thing it was missing were the long ears. How was Emma supposed to sing in this thing? She’d planned on wearing her black dominatrix mask. That fit in a bar, didn’t it? No one would really notice her in something like that, right? But something so pink and childish?
Suzie’s House 333 : You Can’t Manipulate Every Bitter, Tight Spot
Just like he thought, the drums took forever to get set up. Bruce had his keyboard up and running almost as fast as Tracy and Gene had their guitars plugged in and tuned. Of course Emma hovered just off stage. She kept touching the mask he’d given her like maybe it didn’t fit right. He’d have to check it later. That just left the drums, and there goes Kate, chasing one right off the stage.
Suzie’s House 332 : Chasing Toms
Justin adjusted his snare drum, then looked up in time to see Kate chasing down a tom as it rolled off the tiny platform that The Warehouse considered a stage. She was two for two, now. Two drums lost while setting up for two performances. Part of him felt superior, but part reminded him she probably wouldn’t lose any of her kit if she didn’t have to fit hers around his. It was always when her tom bumped into his […]
Suzie’s House 331 : How to Not Bounce
Bruce stared into the eyes of the burly bouncer and dared him to keep them out. Uncle John really had set this gig up, hadn’t he? Even if they were all under age, they had a right to be here tonight. He didn’t have to pay a bribe this time. Did he?
