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From: TXMedic37@aol.com
Date: Sun Aug 12, 2001 11:57 am
Subject: IA #2....A Day in the Life

'A Day in the Life', The Beatles' Sgt. Pepper album.

"Woke up. Fell outta bed.
Dragged a comb across my head.
Went upstairs to drink a cup.
And looking up, I noticed I was late…"

A Day in the Life

Feeling a cold, wet nose poking at his ear, Harvey cracked open an
eye. He found himself nose to snout with King. Smiling, he opened
both eyes and reached out to pat the Great Dane on the head.
Sunlight was streaming in through the blinds in his bedroom window
and he was momentarily confused. Sitting bolt upright, Harvey
glanced at his alarm clock. The bright red numbers were flashing
back at him. 12 o'clock. He must've lost power some time during the
night or early morning. Snatching up his watch from the nightstand,
he squinted at the tiny numbers. 7:48. "Damn! I overslept."

Pushing King away so he could scramble from the bed, Harvey ran
around the room in a frenzy. To save time, he shaved in the shower.
Throwing on some clothes, he dashed into the kitchen and grabbed
King's leash. When he opened the front door, Harvey stood there a
moment and groaned. It was pouring down rain. He looked at King
forlornly. "Man, are you sure you need to go?"

The dog looked back up at him and did a little prance, anxious for
his morning walk. "Ah, man. Well, for cryin' out loud, make it
snappy."

Dashing out into the rain, Harvey led King to the nearest tree. He
stood and waited while King did his business, shoulders hunched. As
if that was somehow going to keep the rain off of him. Seemingly as
anxious as Harvey to get out of the rain, King was quick. Running
back in the house, Harvey looked at the wet, muddy prints man and dog
had left on his floor. "Forget it. I'll clean it tonight."

Dumping King's food dish on the counter, Harvey grabbed a can of dog
food from his pantry. As soon as he heard the can opener, King came
running and stood at Harvey's feet. He was in such a hurry, Harvey
cut his finger on the sharp edge of the can's lid. "Ouch! Dammit,
that hurt."

He turned on the faucet in the sink and ran his finger through the
cold water. He finished scraping the dog food into the dish and set
it on the floor. Searching through his cabinets, he finally found a
bandaid. Wounds dealt with, he grabbed his keys and headed for the
door, stopping long enough to turn on the radio so King would have
some company.

Cursing the neighbors for having a party the night before, forcing
Harvey to park a block away, he ran through the rain. He'd almost
reached his car when a garbage truck came barreling down the street.
Naturally, it found the biggest puddle in the street and splashed
several gallons of water…all over Harvey.

Stunned, Harvey stood on the sidewalk with his arms held out away
from him. He tried to shake some of the water off, and gave it up as
useless. He walked the rest of the way to his car, unlocked the
door, and dropped into the seat with a sigh. Shutting the door, he
stuck the key in the ignition. He couldn't believe how this day was
starting out. He overslept, was running late, cut his finger and now
was soaked clean through his Grateful Dead boxers. "Man, what else
could possibly go wrong?"

Hehehe…we can think of something, can't we? Okay, this story is to
be a humorous one. How does the rest of Harvey's day go…on the way
to work, at the SIU, out on the job? Let's try to keep it light and
funny.

Basically, what I had in mind with that starter was a sort of "day in
the life" kind of thing. A full moon, Friday the 13th kind of day,
ya know. From the point where the starter ends, up until he goes
home for the night...how things go wrong all day. At work, on a
case, whatever.

I think the best policy is to post a "dibs" message when you want to
write the next part. Remember, no back-to-back posts. This will
give us time to really go over our parts before we post them to check
for spelling and punctuation errors…which will then make my job much
easier at the end.(LOL) Okay. On your mark, get set, go!

Mel