You guys, I set myself for horror. Literally. It is Halloween night, and I am staying late all by myself to work in the bookbinding studio. Was ever a situation more perfectly designed for a scary movie opening-shock-scariness-scene? I think not.
Points in my favor:
-I'm not a skanky blonde hanging out with my boyfriend
-I'm not babysitting
-Neither I nor anyone I know has desecrated an Indian burial ground, killed lepers for money, or failed to report a hit and run killing
Things suggesting my imminent demise:
-I'm in a remote mountain village
-This building has heck of windows and glass doors and suchlike, and is architecturally interesting
-Bookbinding tools make for some very creative possible weapons and killing devices
Looks like I've got a 50/50 chance of making it out of here alive. If I don't blog again withing 24 hours, send a large group of well-armed heroic types to recover my remains and destroy the mad killer before s/he wrecks anymore havoc. And for heaven's sake tell them to double-tap and make darn sure the crazy is dead--I don't want my murder to spawn any half-baked misbegotten sequels.
3 comments:
You make me laugh out loud!!
Oh my gosh. I couldn't stop laughing! You KNOW Stephen King LOVES Colorado. Do I need to remind you of The Stand and the Free Zone?
You are my favorite. Love you and your sense of humor.
You make me laugh....but then I am also legitimatly nervous for your safety. Late at night! Your'e also announcing it to all the scary people who stalk your blog...eek.
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