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U-WRITE-IT-RESULTS

WEEK 311
"My computer scares me," Willy said to Jackie. "I just left-clicked the mouse and it..."

...suddenly erupted into multiple mice. They lacerated my fingers and berated me for previous grammatical errors. I've had enough difficulties dealing with a single electrical rodent, but this horde of mice attacked me until I could no longer produce my feelings onto the paper. Where the hell is my Remington SL3 that easily instigated my erection?"

"Welcome to the year 2009," quipped Jackie, "Forget the mice hordes, in this day and age, you'll further your efforts by learning to double-click the mouse. Otherwise, just stick to the right-click function."

by Linnie Wheeless, Los Angeles, CA

...ran across the computer desk then jumped from chair to chair, all the way out to the kitchen and into the sink, which was filled with hot soapy water."

"How did it do that?--It was attached by a cord was it not?"

"No. It's one of those new ones, a cordless mouse."

"Well, don't be scared," said Jackie, "there's nothing to be scared about."

"No?--Why not?"

"It's in a sink full of soapy water isn't it?"

"Y--e--e--s?"

"Well, it's harmless, I tell you. It's just a tubful of bubble and squeak!"

by Carolyn Ann Aish, Inglewood, New Zealand

...blew up."

"Then I guess it won't be scaring you any longer!"

by Jane, Oregon

...started typing a bunch of stuff!"

Willy pointed to the screen. Words appeared on the screen, letter by letter. It made Jackie think of the opening credits of that old television show, Murder, She Wrote.

Leaning over, she peered at the tiny black letters. She thought they looked like mechanical ants marching across the white desert of the computer screen.

"Whoa! It's typing everything I'm saying, Willy whispered.

A feeling like a skeleton finger unzipping her backbone caused Jackie to yelp.

Panicked, her little brother twisted around in his chair to stare at her. "WHAT?"

Visibly shaking, eyes wide open, Jackie answered: "It's typing everything I'm THINKING!"

by Daphne Rice, Portland, OR

...bit me."

"You did WHAT to your mouse?"

Grampa Jackie didn't hear too well so Willy often had to repeat himself. As a matter of fact, that's the reason Willy just called him Jackie, instead of Grampa Jackie. He never seemed to hear the "Grampa" part.

"I left-clicked it."

Jackie harrumphed. "Well, no wonder it bit you. I'd bite you, too, if you flicked me!" The old man reached over to snap his index finger off his thumb, right onto Willy's ear.

"Aw, Jackie, cut it out! I think there's an electrical problem; it shocked me."

"Yep, shocked me too, Willy," Jackie reached around behind the computer. "I had no idea this computer had so much power," he pulled its plug from the socket, "over your brain!"

by Ric Hardson, USA