Disjointed Happenings

Calvin came home this morning disturbed. Things have been missing for quite a while now he was sure of it. Now it was the clock. He didn’t know when it was taken but now does not know when to sleep. He has been wandering for days it seems in search of his right hand which had gone missing before the clock. It was useful to him, he could drive his stick shift speedster like a racer, but without a right hand he sold his shifting sports car to buy one with automatic transmission.

The remote in hand.

…and tonight in south central a man with*//zz//*the flavor of nutmeg goes with just about*//zz//*you Ricardo! I’m leaving you*//zz//*with 30ft left on the green he strokes and
misses*//zz//*the amazing power of Zam! its just unbelievable! and if it doesn’t work for you we’ll give you your*//zz//*forecast for this week is looking sun—*//zz//*god, gives us hope, pray for us lord, give us*//zz//*a new power-stroke V8 that combines power and*//zz//*the 1930’s for $1000…on Jackal Island in 1913 this group of*//zz//*crocodiles! Look at the size of them! They could tear a man to pieces…

Opening the refrigerator door unleashes a light that cuts through the dim glow darkness emitted by the television. It also reflects off the water pooled on his floor. When did the sink go missing? He had just washed his hands. However the hose coming through the kitchen window must be there as a result of the sinks absence. Inside the fridge a limited selection:
bologna
whipped cream
cheese—American variety
carbonated beverages
lettuce gone rotten
milk
condiments
funjions

He would need to go shopping.

…paper or plastic bags*//zz//*the number one or the number*//zz//*five fifty five is your total*//zz//*large or small*//zz//*available in 4 varieties that*//zz//*WALK/DONTWALK *//zz//*to our valued customers*//zz//*and customization is included*//zz//*for here or to go*//zz//* and on sale for a limited time only*//zz//*your total comes to*//zz//*new diet cola option*//zz//*that will be plus tax*//zz//*gratuity included…

Calvin is walking home with his purchases in his arms. Through the park he decides to stop and rest on a bench. The park is slow, he likes that, he likes slow. He remembers when the leaves where green and yellow, golden, and brazen orange lying now a flaky brown. Some ruffians appear on the path passing the bench. Calvin notices they are missing their ears. He is startled, stands awkwardly and walks away. A group of transients without ears? What are they up to? His turtle wax is missing! They must have taken it! He runs back in the other direction to catch the earless thieves and comes to a street. His turtle wax is nowhere to be seen, he turns to ask a man talking on the phone if he had seen the bums—but he has no ears either! Why would you have a phone if you had no ears? Things don’t make sense, Calvin wants things fixed, to be put together, he needs help.

The doctor looms in the door. An old gray white man with a court room smile and a congressional handshake greets Calvin. The doctor reminds him of his high school government teacher, or maybe it was his manager at the burger shack he worked at.

“I’m falling apart doc”

…your getting old*//zz//*have these, it will help*//zz//*we’ll take care of you*//zz//*come back in a week*//zz//*feeling better? no? *//zz//*we’ll run some test*//zz//*we’ll start the regiment tomorrow*//zz//*any side effects?*//zz//*here these will help you*//zz//*no progress*//zz//*x-rays revealed a*//zz//*we’ll have to remove it from you*//zz//*it shouldn’t hurt and you wont need it*//zz//*still broken you say?*//zz//*we have done all we can for you*//zz//*must be psychological*//zz//*maybe you should take a trip, get out of here*//zz//*anyplace you want to go?*//zz//*how about Washington*//zz//*you can see all the monuments…

He sits on a train eastbound to the capital. The wheels are missing but it seems to keep moving and doesn’t concern him. He’s going to see monuments in Washington. Arrival is anticipated, he wants the ride to stop. It keeps going and going and going and he wonders if it will ever come to an