Cal.E.'s Korner

C.: MEOW!!  

M.: Hmm?? WHAT?

C.: You slept through the whole day again.

M.: As long as we’re trapped in this five-star dump,

what else is there to do?

C.: Well, you said that you wanted to hear the rest of the story when I let you read the first few chapters of my book: A Strange Planet

M.: Your book, Cal.E.? It sounds more like something d.c. scot would write.

C.: How would you know?

M>: Well, while you were asleep, I took the liberty to open your computer

and read some of the manuscripts d.c. sent you to read as a beta reader. Have you read them all?

C.: Well…not all of them…have you?!!

M.: Everyone one. You really should change your password. Cal.E.’s 1,2 is too easy to guess.

C.: I suppose so, but I could only count to two when I made that one up. I suppose that’s why you slept all day yesterday, because you stayed up all night reading d.c.’s manuscripts?

M.: Yes, and now I’ll be able to tell which one of you wrote the rest of the story.

C.: Okay, Paul Harvey. Would you like to hear my version of the rest of A STRNAGE PLANET?

M.: I would.

C.: Well, It’s time for Buddy Bones to get some exercise in the yard. That is, a literal yard in the suburbs of Houston, Texas; not ‘the yard” in a prison. But everyone still gives the mastermind criminal a wide birth. We know what this dog is capable of, and none of us want to be his next victim.

Buddy Bones.: I don’t want to exercise now, hungry. Feed me.

Mmm. Food good. Want some more. I will tell you everything you want to know about me if you just give me one more bowl of kibble. Please, please , please.

C.: Well, it looks like Buddy Bones isn’t the criminal mastermind we all thought he was. He’s just an average dog who would sell all his secrets for an extra bowl of kibble. It’s too bad know one else can understand him, but I’ve been studying Dogma, and I know what he’s saying.

What would I do with such information, you ask? Well, I saw an advertisement for someone named Tom the Tabby.

He said that he would exchange insider information about stocks and bonds ( whatever they are) in exchange for information about neighborhood dogs. I think I’ll give him a call.

M.: And did you?

C.: Yes.

M.: What happened?

C.: I would tell you, but we’re out of time for today, so that’s the end of this cat ta(i)le.

Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.