But Piglet has no intention of taking anything over. Certainly not the Loudcloud. He isn’t even aware of the Car Bear’s concerns and, yes, sad but true, unlike the bear he hasn’t even read the Animal Farm. Piglet never had the opportunity to read while living on the Hundred Acre Woods. He isn't preppy like the car bear. Although Piglet isn't all that knowledgeable, he has the personality. Unfortunately, his charm and charisma, which also made him a celebrity, may have threatened certain others, but it’s totally unintentional. Piglet loves his fellow bloggers. He loves everyone in the Loudcloud, even the car bear.
LoudCloud
Semper Fidelis
Thursday, July 31, 2003
car bear crawls over the edge of the bookshelf and gazes into the computer screen below. something is not right. its upside down. oh. he does a fancy somersault (or really - he just falls) to the desk and looks at the screen right side up.
there is Piglet parading on the screen. Piglet this. Piglet that. Piglet here. Piglet there. Piglet everywhere.
car bear shivers. he remembers what happened in Animal Farm (for a bear - he is well read - not a nerd like the Professor - he simply has spent the last month living on a shelf of books) : on Orwell's farm, the pigs took over. car bear knows he is young, and a little naive, but something must be done. this Piglet must be stopped.
Editorial Note:
Returning from watching 'Swimming Pool' - another confusing and perplexing movie as the “Darko’, we came across a detached 'ESC' key of a computer keyboard lying on the sidewalk. Trying to figure out the movie, which revolved around fiction and reality, coming across the ‘ESC’ key was baffling. Was it just a piece of plastic or was it more than that. Would we be ejected out of the current reality, as we know it if we chose to press it? Where would we land? Such an intriguing encounter! In the end, we didn’t risk it. “Let someone else step on it.”
Arriving on the blog to the crescendo of applause, Piglet courteously bowed to the fellow bloggers. It wasn’t easy being humble for a pig of his stature. Having spent years in the spotlight, and being featured in a zillion publications, piglet was worshiped by most. He had a huge following of groupies and crazed fans. Some even shared their bed. (For those who might choose to dwell on the figurative meaning of going to bed, piglet isn’t equipped for such things. And, he is virtuous let me add)
He had a special message today for those in doubt about the reality. He was going to convince them how real they are. So that when they see an ‘ESC’ key on the sidewalk, one won’t be afraid to press it. Piglet was going persuade all that this dimension of our life is true and real just like he is.
piglet yawned. postmodern rants about the meaning of reality. blurring of reality and fiction. so passe. so tiresome. girls these days. really. so insecure about their very existence. so sad.
piglet had no similar doubts. he was real. he knew. now he just had to get back inside that blog. to crawl back into center-stage..
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
She began to wonder the reality of it all. Was it all a dream? Was it fiction? There was no trace of the reality, as she had known it since she met him. All she is now left with was the memory of the mysterious and romantic moments they spent together. She remembered the theater, the mountains and the Bischwind: the old man in the house, the creek that ran behind the house, and the fireworks that lit up the skies above the dam. It was all too real. “Where did it all go” she wondered. “How do I go back?”
Monday, July 28, 2003
she woke up alone. she looked out the window. the old bank building, the gray hazy sky, the stretches of fading storefronts. nothing had changed. she looked for some sign inside: a scrap of paper scribbled with his writing, a whiff of his cologne, a mug with coffee stains. nothing.
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Wow! She must be busy. Haven't hear from her in a while. Whole day actually. Piglet's worried. "I hope she comes out for air occasionally, and won't drown in all those documents." Piglet says to himself.
"I shan't say anything" said Pooh at last. " I shall just hum to myself, as if I was waiting for something."
"Then perhaps, he'll say, 'Ho ho!' again?" suggested piglet anxiously.
Noks dropped by. Hmm she seems confused. She has never been the same since I beat her in pool. She thought she couldn't lose.
Car bear and piglet are overjoyed by the news of their own blog. Car bear is jumping up and down in his office. On hearing the news, piglet has done a little piglet dance. They both are convinced that they are the 'star' of the blog. But the truth is, they arent. Someone else is.
Donnie Darko knew the world would end in 28 days. He knew this because the human-sized rabbit told him so. So, instead of discussing the sexual nature of the smurfs, he studies time travel. He goes back in time just to be killed by a falling jet engine so that he could save everyone else.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Miffy and Picachu aren't loud. Car bear is ok. But he is never home since he started working for loud law firm. He is got an office with a view of the *enis building. That excites him.
Piglet is loud. He is always invited to the loud cloud. I am not sure if he can read but he is welcome to hang around.
He has been going thru some tough times lately. She doesn't pay attention to him anymore. She only needs him when there is no one else around. Not loud. Poor piglet. I hope things get better.
Ranil, the extremely loud nerd, and professor of everything, checked out loud cloud today. He probably won't like this blog tit bits but I am sure others will. He generally doesn't appreciate being called a nerd. But he is.
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
I could say she really wanted the watch. She showed me her old watch that according to her, was broken and read the time wrong. I could have sworn it wasn't. She was only wearing it upside down.
