Once again it’s Wordzzle time kids. And as usual Raven is our gracious and creative host. If you would like to play along, just go on by her place and say hello. Everyone is welcome.
The words for the ten word challenge are: pogo stick, ant farm, psychic, tin box, wall safe, Waterloo, surge protector, pneumonia, ravages of time, turtle
And for the Mini Challenge: Swollen ankles, opera singer, toothy grin, oil paints, potter’s wheel
As usual I’m doing the Mega Wordzzle with all 15 words in my Vader series, which I need to be wrapping up pretty soon.
Down and Out in Vegas: Part A Lot.
Vader left Pandora and Tiffany to their fun in the room and decided instead of going to sleep he would go for a bit of a walk. The hotel was in one of the more colorful areas of town, so he figured he would find some entertainment. But first he was hungry, so finding some food took priority. He couldn’t do too much because he left is ID and credit cards back in the wall safe in the room.
About two blocks down the road Vader came across The Potter’s Wheel and decided a nice bowl of turtle soup was just what he needed to lift his spirits. So he went inside and sat down and ordered a large bowl. He was a bit amused to see that San Francisco is such a tech-loving town that each table had a surge protector on it so people could plug in their laptops. He was wishing he had his after seeing that.
After taking his time to enjoy his comfort food Vader was feeling better about things and was ready to head on out and see what else he could find. As soon as he walked outside he realized that it was considerably cooler than it had been and it was beginning to mist a bit. “I’ll probably catch pneumonia out here, but what the hell,” he said as he turned down towards an area that looked to be having some sort of festival.
The first place he came upon was a psychic who was sitting in what looked like a tin box. She motioned for him to come in and told him she could do a reading for him for only $5. Vader was feeling adventurous so he agreed.
The crazy looking old lady then held Vader’s hands and closed her eyes and began to chant a bit. Then she got quiet. She was breathing deeply when she suddenly spoke.
“You were once a very powerful man. Many people feared you. But, the ravages of time have taken their toll on you. Now people think nothing of insulting you or dismissing you as a pathetic old man.”
Vader wasn’t exactly pleased with what he was hearing, but he didn’t stop her.
“What little power you have left will have to be used wisely. If you try for something too big, it will backfire on you. You must be careful.”
“Well that was a freaking waste,” thought Vader as he walked away and headed towards the Waterloo district. When he got there he couldn’t believe his eyes.
The first person he came across was an opera singer performing for a small crowd. Next was a man who was also singing, but doing so while bouncing along on a pogo stick. Vader laughed when thought about that guy suffering with swollen ankles every night.
Next up was an ant farm. There was a very odd fellow there offering to explain what all the ants were doing, but Vader passed. Next to him was a man working with some oil paints creating masterpieces in between tokes on a joint.
Then Vader heard someone say “Hello there sir” behind him. He turned around was astonished at what he saw. There was a man smiling at him with a toothy grin wearing assless chaps, a black leather vest and a Lone Ranger mask. Vader was speechless and the man just shrugged his shoulders and moved on.
“What a bunch of freaks,” Vader said as he surveyed the scene in front of him. “I love it here.”
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