Sunday, November 2, 2008




26.
   I threw an arm over the edge of the basket to steer it as I swam away from the riverbank as fast as I could. I glanced over my shoulder at the pair of dirtbags scowling on the shore.
   “Leaders must invoke an alchemy of great vision!", the sphinx bellowed.
   I rolled my eyes and thought of those giant paws stomping around me, and that huge mouthful of horrible teeth, and that little mouthful of horrible teeth. I imagined the two of them diving into the water or suddenly taking flight and drowning all three of us. When I realized that they weren’t going to follow us I sighed with relief. The water was warm and relaxing. I clung to the basket as the current took hold of us and swept us away.
   The dogs seemed nonchalant, almost playful. They bounced excitedly back and forth in the basket with their tongues hanging out and their ears and tails in the air.
   I was amazed at their insouciance and more than a little peeved. “Listen,”, I said as I looked up at them. “I really appreciate you saving me from that monkey back on the eleventh floor, but I’m not really interested in this Alice and Wonderland from hell meets The Thief of Bagdad on acid. And what’s with all the bad teeth? It seems like you’re taking me from the frying pan into the fire. I’m up for a history lesson or any kind of lesson you want to give me but isn’t there some way to do so without getting me killed?”

No comments: