Myoria

"What is a 'Round To It'?" he asked scratching the side of his head characteristically. Roy had thick curly black hair and always had a comb or pencil or some object lodged in in it.
"Well it doesn't matter what I think," answered Cody. "I know that that no matter what I think, you won't even begin to use what advice I give you,"
"I'm getting dizzy, can we maybe just...I don't know, can I pass?" Roy said standing up and walking out the front door.
"Where's he going?" asked Ashley.
"He does that all the time," came Charlie's voice. "He needs to go for a walk," Charlie pulled off the motorcycle helmet he was wearing. "Man this thing is tight,"
Roy suddenly realized he didn't know what neighborhood he was in, yet his sense of mission drove him passed the houses across the street and into a pasture. In his confusion he didn't much feel the cool of the night. A half hour passed and he came upon a brook flowing through a thickening forest.
He sat on a log and pulled his head off. He let it float into the air and watched his body sitting on the log as the distance grew. He felt elated. What will the others think? he wondered.
Meanwhile Charlie realized he was alone. Ashley and Cody had been merely a pillow and a sack of Idaho Potatoes respectively. He felt cheated and his mind reeled to pin who was responsible. It was Roy! He had known for years now that it was Roy. Roy was the one responsible for Charlie's car melting.
One day Charlie had meeting to be at and he was running late. When he opened the garage door, to his horror, his car was a puddle. He had to ride his bike to his meeting with S.C.L.O.R.
"DIE DIE DIE," Ben yelped at him.

Boneless Skinless Things

Today I was eating a carrot and I bit into the bone-ouch! How annoying that is! I think I chipped a little piece of the bone cause I spit it out. I guess I'll go back to buying skinless boneless carrots. Even though carrot skin is OK to eat, much like chicken skin. OH!! You know what? They make bonesless chicken! I don't know how you would do that-do you? But it would be nice. I think the life of the chicken would be hard though....well, maybe not. It might be really fun, he would be stretchy and be able to slurk under doorways and probably fit through that pesky chicken wire. Wouldn't that be freaky to be sitting there at he kitchen table enjoying some lemonade?
...what?.....oh, I mean freaky if you all the sudden saw a hungry chicken slurk under the doorway! AHH! that scared me just thinking about it. Think about how his eyes would look, kind of like a flounder. With nothing but his skin holding him together he'd be amorphous. Well, unless he was boneless skinless chicken. Then he (I actually have been meaning she because he chickens are roosters and we don't eat rooster...do we?) would be a pile of uncooked white chicken meat. Shoot, I forgot about the feathers. Well-PILLOWS! Gee chickens are useful. But anyway, carrots are better boneless.

Charity's Church Mouse

There's a mouse creature in our copier. Charity saw him first; she saw him scurry across the room and then we couldn't find him. Next day: Harmony was pulling out a jam and spraying parts off with canned air when we heard her scream bloody murder. The mouse was right there on the fuser. Before she could grab him by the tail and scarf him down (I'm sure she would have if she was quick enough) he jumped back into the machine.

The Mouse in the Machine by Josh Anderson
I pulled out every drawer of the copier and opened every door. I couldn't figure out where he went. He is still in there....living. One day his going to get caught in the wheels and there will be a bloody mess and color copiers of a SMASHED bloody mouse. Hmmm, I'm hungry for cheese.
Charity's own account

When Do I Get to Be a Robot?

That ole' Toby Robot...yessiree....he is cool. Calm. Collected. He never gets overly involved. I like him...he's kind of my role model. I'm tired of being soft flesh. I'm tired of caring. When do I get to be a Robot? This is how I will look. I will be called P198-FJ007Z and you won't be able to hurt me.

I Just Spoke Forth Loudly

You know how sometimes when you've been pent up all day either in your office or even in your home and you just need to get out? You know how sometimes you then see something a little puzzling and fix that little something, how you then talk to it as if it were a person and you do so out loud and in a rich Australian accent? Well I just did that. I saw my iTunes library where it displayed the "In The Dark Eternal" goth radio station on live365 that I was listening to and it said end of broadcast. So I said to it "End of broadcast? I'll show you!" and I restarted the station. Then I wondered what AV Bear would think of me talking to no one. He didn't say anything. Well, what do YOU think? Commence comments.I drew this broom, K?