(Editor’s note: These “narratives” were based on a process of fusing together disparate fragments of story and dialogue encountered while channel surfing. The inspiration for this project was the early Surrealist practice of wandering in and out of movies in progress, allowing the different film fragments to merge into one hybridized narrative.)
Today is a day for lifetime achievement. Mine is written in my words while yours is hung highly above your fireplace. People see that I can use the right kind of dressing for anything. That is why I am on pace to be the first 11th champ winner. If I had muscles in my pupils, I would easily become more approachable. Why is that funny, and not so funny when a woman gets kicked in the face? I guess I will never know. But I do know that I will be a truly vicious, heavyweight kitten—the king with claws and sneeze-causing fur. I have support.
You see, my grandma thinks she can fly like a pig. When she tries, everybody wins at bingo. It’s breathtaking! I wish people would leave her to her work. She would be a phenomenon. Besides, she can make black olive pasta and do laundry like a black belt contestant. She read a story to a girl one time. Very pretty and smart she was. And the old typewriter wasn’t an antique! The sewing machine was shiny and new! But eventually, the font size and paragraph spacing was discovered and it changed her.
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