Thursday, November 16, 2006

Plugged

Strange. I'm feeling plugged up with thought and am sort of itching to write something that will interest me but seem to have no capacity to carry anything worthwhile through... Here's a false start that I wrote based on a premise that my brain completely hijacked - I can't possibly recover it so all that ends up here is a sorry, impossible snippet of disjointed writing - can YOU finish it?

"Pandir Rathmathenalasmican was ecstatic; lining up at the ministry of transportation marked for him the culmination of a long and arduous journey through the Canadian vehicle licensing process. Not that the process itself was particularly cumbersome – Pandir was a truly terrible driver. Seven tests, 3 traffic convictions and countless parking violations had led him to this point – the day he was to license his 1987 Toyota Tercel. When he arrived at the counter Pandir was ready to treat himself and cash in hand, requested the vanity plate he had always dreamed of: HNDILVR. To his shock and dismay the (particularly surly) woman behind the counter informed him that the plate was not available....."

That's it. Seriously. I've got nothing else on this one.

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