Saturday, April 19, 2025

Flash Fiction 68. Compound Eye, Infrared, Night Vision, Chrome?

Opthomology. Oo. OO. oO. Crossed eyed? Adjustable. Something to scare the kids with beneath the patch? I'll check my stock, prices range from: free and I'm a magician, to Mayo vs China. Have they opened the box from the 90s yet. I'm not making that run unless I can listen to techno and watch the tornado not dance, again. The old projector probably still works. Watch a school movie, a long one, till the celluloid snaps and you have a tangle on the floor. White trench coat, stethoscope, flat tire, deliver a bebĂ©. It was 12 below. A Midwife can cut the umbilical too. 

I would give Gargantua a classic name, something poetic and timeless. Nothing too exotic like a math equation. There is a strategy to a name, consult the Internet oracle if necessary. Myths and legends, a sense of future purpose. 

Nirvana in Eutero. I think I only bought the first album. But I was at the in-store at Northern Lights Records. Before she was famous. Pacaderm per kilowatt hour? 

Reading glasses?



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