Molly and Samantha were two little girl friends. They had been holding hands for a period of at least seven minutes by now and the onlookers gawked. It was a sight to behold, with Molly holding her doll, Samantha holding her basketball, and both of them holding each other’s hands.
An older woman with a mohawk walked up to the two little girl friends. “Wow,” she said. “I never thought I’d see the day that you two lovely girls would be about to be two little girl friends together like this. I’m so happy for you.”
“It puts the ballot in the box or else it gets the hose again,” Ted said.
Ted’s basement was cold, dark, and wet. The windows were blacked out and barred and the only light in the room came from a single flickering lightbulb the swayed in its center. Beneath the lightbulb was a neat circular hole about 10 feet across. Ted sat on the edge of the pit, his feet dangling playfully off the side. He grabbed a handful of campaign pamphlets and mailers from the stack that sat next to him and tossed them in.
“Please… please, just let me out,” a woman cried from the bottom of the pit. She grappled at the smoothed stone that made up the walls of the pit, but she couldn’t find her footing. Read more
You’ve earned it.
Ten points and a double gold award. You did everything you could at the relay races. You lapped everyone else in the game where you carry an egg on a spoon in your mouth across the field. In the three legged race you picked your partner up and carried her weight. You showed no fear when running and jumping onto a chair to pop a water balloon with your butt. Nothing could stop you. Read more
This is definitely gonna be a week. Here at HCAD, a week is six days. It’s gonna be the six days from March twenty eighth to April second in the year two thousand sixteen, in fact.
Yesterday I got more text messages from family members before noon on a Sunday than I remember being possible. It’s like it was a holiday or something. I hope the people you care about are sending you love as well, and that if you don’t care about anyone that someone still cares about you. Like the student loan office. Or the guy who sells you whatever it is you can’t legally buy yourself (Kinder Eggs).
Since we care about you, we’re gonna give some stuff to you almost every day this week. Here it what it will probably look like in list form:
Thankfully, last week is over. Some highlights were that time I related a little bit too hard to a one dimensional character, the day nothing made sense but Donald Trump didn’t rule the world, and the time a man’s family fisherman heritage helped him survive.
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He’d died. Just like that. Fallen. Keeled over. Kicked the bucket. And now there was an opening on the council. Just like that, everything had changed. Read more
Hey, this isn’t a clipart, but it is certainly a thing for you to read. I am just coming off of a very hectic finals week, even more hectic than usual as a result of me being a moron and taking extra classes, so I didn’t have very much time to write HCAD stuff. I did, however, write things for my creative writing class, so I figure sharing that is better than nothing. This was a (meh) thing that I wrote for an assignment where we had to take an adage or saying and adapt it into a full short story. Here is “Jack of All Trades.”
Mad Kasix: Cruzy Road
Kasix stood over the cliff overlooking the large expanse of sand and wasteland surrounding the entire land. This land used to be the great state of Utah, but after the primaries… It looked exactly the same. But that was beside the point, because Utah reminded Kasix of nothing but the brutality and disgusting destruction of the past twelve months of this Presidential Election…
Matthieu had been awake for the past seventy nine hours. Staying up for that long had been a bad idea; he had an important meeting that he needed to go to today. The board budget meeting could honestly take care of itself, but as President and CEO of his company, Matthieu sort of needed to be there instead of just sending a representative again. It was bad form to send someone in his place to fifteen meetings in a row, and Matthieu was cutting it close. Read more
Welcome to week 2 of the All New, All Different HCAD.
We’ve been doing a little better actually keeping up with our schedule if you haven’t noticed, but we promise to still deliver the seat of your pants, impromptu style that comes from our signature brand of procrastinating until the last possible moment. So we’re still writing stuff and still drowning in other obligations, just how we like it.
We’re keeping up with the same schedule that we introduced last week, as we enjoy having free time and you people don’t deserve any more than we’re giving you. Like last week, this week looks a little something… like-a this…
Thanks for reading, pal(s). Be sure to go tell your friend(s) about all the wonderful work we’re doing here so we can make enough money to feed our starving families.