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Iamsam |
| Written by David Neve | |
| Sunday, 10 August 2008 | |
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Sam and Karen sat at the end of the pier watching the sun go down and listening to the gulls flying about looking for shrimp and squid left behind by the fishermen. "Look," Karen said suddenly, "There's Ethyl!" Sam replied coolly, knowing there was no help for her, "First, all gulls are named Fred. Second, how on earth can you tell that's Ethyl? All those blasted birds look the same." Unaffected by his words, she just smiled, "Nobody sounds like Ethyl. Hey, dork boy; tell me the all American boy dream again." "I thought you didn't like that dream when I told you about it the first time." "Some parts I did, some I didn't. To be honest, you got to the beautiful woman part and I stopped listening" "Okay. It starts off with me and Iamsam." Karen interrupted, "You mean Sam I am." "No, I don't... that's part of my hook the girl technique. She asks, ‘What's your dog's name?' and I say ‘Iamsam.' Then she says, ‘No, not your name, your dog's name.' It's a cute play on words, get it?" "Yeah, got it, a cute play on words. Sorry, continue..." "Okay. I'm on the beach with Iamsam, and it's a beautiful spring day. The sky is brilliant blue, the sun a beautiful yellow ball in the sky. You can see the green beach grass swaying slowly in the breeze like the earth itself waving hello. The children are running all over the beach in their bright colored swimsuits; the breeze saturated with the smells of tanning lotions and sunscreens mixed with a light touch of salt and seaweed. As I'm running down the beach with Iamsam, I stop every once in a while to toss our Frisbee. Then I spot this beautiful girl. I grab the Frisbee and toss it lightly in her direction so Iamsam will go to her. It lands at her feet. Man is this woman beautiful. She is so beautiful..." "Okay, enough with the beautiful girl" "Well, okay, sorry. So Iamsam walks up to her and she immediately falls in love with him. Yes, there's no need to ask, the Iamsam thing works just fine on her. We sit on the beach and talk until the sun goes down. The sunset is beautiful. The sky turns an awesome shade of orange, and bounces a rainbow of colors off of the clouds. The birds are singing. We talk awhile longer and I find out that she's a beach volleyball player. What are the odds of randomly meeting an athlete, just like me? We meet a few times more, we fall in love, and we have a pair of beautiful children. End of story." "So, how did it really turn out?" "I ended up with the most beautiful blind woman in the world" "Hmm... I'll certainly take that compliment. Ready to go home?" "Yeah, I think so... hey, dork girl, what parts do you like about the dream?" "The colors, I really love the colors." "Yeah, me too, although that running on the beach thing would be pretty sweet. Turn left here." Knowing full well that the pier ended at the bait house, she casually ignored his instruction and continued in the direction she was headed, "Turn where?" Within moments, they hit the wall, "Hey! You did that on purpose!" "Did what?" "You ran me into the wall! You know, one day I'm going to get an electric wheel chair and put you out of business!" "Naw, that won't put me out of business, that'll put me on your lap." A few moments of ‘so happy to be where we are' silence passed. "Hey Sam" Karen smiled and looked up to where the blue sky would be if she could see, "What do you think our children will look like?" Copyright 2008 David Neve |
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