Muriel Dickens is a strange hippie. In fact, she is a Russian hippie who lives in the large town of Getersbalb, Montana. She doesn’t have a car so she rides around town on a lawn mower and works at Willie Wonka's Candy Factory. Muriel is married to an odd man by the name of Rory Miracle. Rory is the founder of the successful company Miracle Whip. Muriel and Rory have 36.26 children, 30 goldfish, 6 guinea pigs, a crocodile, five tweety birds, and Bugs Bunny. They live in a sky scraper called The Miracle House, "where miracles happen".
Although they live in the Miracle household they have a pretty boring life. The kids sky dive to school everyday with Fabio. Their eldest daughter is the crazy Muriel Dickens II, their eldest son is the amazingly funny Will Ferrel, and their youngest son is the mini evil master mind that wants to take over the world, but nobody will listen to him...... Stewie (from Family Guy).
One day Muriel rode up the 15 min. elevator and walked into the living room where she saw her son Will watching Looney Tunes on the 455 in. plasma screen. “Oh my goodness! What on earth happened to you mummy? You are covered in chocolate!” Will said in his cute little British accent that Muriel loved. “Is it Bubba again?” Bubba is the biggest, baddest Umpa-Lumpa who has bullied Muriel for years. Muriel looked away. “Mum you need to tell Mr. Wonka about this. How long has this been going on?” She silently walked to the elevator and went to her room. Muriel slammed the door to her room, walked to her bed, shoved her pillow in her face and started crying. She never wanted to go to work again, she didn't even want to ever come out of her room! Muriel had the idea to travel somewhere remote where she would never have to see another human being again. Although, she knew better than to think so negatively. When Muriel started to calm down she plopped on her bed and stared up at the glowing stars on her ceiling, but she could barley see them because her eyes were so swollen and blurred from crying. Muriel immediately started drifting to sleep.
The next morning Muriel wasn’t feeling too well. Will gave her a strange silver and blue can with a picture of two bulls charging at each other in front of a full moon. She took a couple of cautious sips then violently started drinking the odd liquid; spilling half of it all over her peace sign p.j’s. “MORE! MORE!!!” Muriel demanded. She ran to the refrigerator and grabbed the jumbo Red Bull that said on the back “WARNING!!! Serving per size: 1 sip." Muriel totally forgot about her lawn mower keys soooooo….. she ran to the nearest garage and hot wired (which she had no idea she could do) a car, which happened to be her husbands favorite Bugatti Veron. She raced to work while plowing through fire hydrants and newspaper stands. Muriel parked inside the lobby of the factory and raged up to the chocolate waterfall, where she knew she would find Bubba. Bubba was shocked at the maddening look in Muriel's eyes. Muriel charged him, picked him up over her head (even though he weighs a metric ton), and threw him down the chocolate waterfall into the raging chocolate river! Just like he had done to her the day before.
Logan, you REALLY got into the head and heart of "sad" Muriel. It's amazing the sophistication with which you approached human emotion. Let's see...so...she leaves the room in a lurch, shoves her head into a pillow and cries. A bit of anger, sobs, and THEN: a self reproach for being "negative." She works with Willy Wonka, for goodness sake, she can't be "negative!" So many people I know, including myself, get upset with themselves for feeling sad because they know they should be feeling grateful, not sad! GREAT! Then there's that feeling of, well, "shame?" Never wanting to see anyone again, not at work, not outside of her room! When I'm sad, I sometimes want to move away! How about THAT for "flight?" You showed Muriel moving through fight or flight responses! Great! And then, OF COURSE, she'll have glowing stars on her ceiling. Doesn't matter that she's older! In her contemplative times, when she's calmer, but still a bit sad, the glowing stars appear! Nicely done. Not too crazy, but just crazy enough. Good, good effort expanding on the word SAD. Carolyn
ReplyDeleteOh, and good job showing the effects of sad on a set of eyes! You did a good job of weaving together the external and internal existences of "sad." Carolyn
ReplyDeleteLogan, sooooo much better than the old one with the "sad" part. I am one of the people that get upset with themselves for feeling sad because I know I should be feeling grateful rather than sad. Great post (again). :)
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