Friday, April 16, 2010

Johnny Rumble:
Memories

I often wonder how often other people think back to the people in thier past.  Often?  Sometimes?  Not at all?  Personally, I do it all the time.  I'm always wondering how the people that occupyed my past have ended up in thier struggles.  People like Spencer, Ian, Brad, Clifton, Daniel, and all the others I've lost touch with over the years.

I tend to remember the little things about them.  The seemingly insignificant that just made a huge impression on me.  Like Spencers faith, how he would always pray and bless each meal he ate.  Or how we would talk about religion and Christianity.  And Clifton's severe ADHD, and how he was always managing to get into trouble.  I honestly don't think the kid could sit and meditate for more than two minutes at a time.

Ian and Brad I think about at least once a day, if only because they probably had the biggest impacts on my life.  Both of them seemed larger than life, able to do it all, I always looked at them like some sort demi-gods, heros to the common child.  I've written about both of them, the memories that we shared as young children and old upstarts.

But I've always wondered... do they think their old friends as much I think of them?

Johnny Rumble

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Johnny Rumble:
Joining the Past and Future

Life is working out, shit is getting done, and things are getting written.

After spending umpteen hours and four years at Yuba College, I'm getting out and transfering.  I was lucky enough to get accepted to enough universites that I can make a choice, although I'm right now focusing on one like a laser designator.  The Johnny Bomb will more than likely be dropped on that campus.

After spending more days, weeks, months, and years (over four and half of them) living in California, that chapter of my life will gracefully be coming to a close in August.  It's kind of scary how many people have gotten to know or know-of me in this city.  And that will probably be the case in my new home as well, only helped by the fact that I already know many people that live there.  But, as will be the case, this town will miss me more than I will miss it.  I wonder how often I will think back on my time here.

I've finally got my epic Johnny's Folly written and done, and am now focusing on all the side stories that I can tell from it, from the past and future.  The universe is fleshing out quite nicely, and the stories that I wanted to tell are getting told.  Look for a short story of Sadie post-relationship soon.  I'm also going to be picking up my Gospel again and writing more of it.

Oklahoma, where Johnny comes speeding down the lane,

Johnny Rumble

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Johnny Rumble:
The Death of Tokyo Rose

I knew she was dead. It wasn’t the fact that the passenger seat had been sheered off at the mounts and gone through the windshield, or the fact that I see the motor was sitting 30 degrees offline of the car. I knew Rose was dying because she told me.

Made a run of it didn’t we, you orphan?

With that, Tokyo Rose was dead.

Her body lay in the middle of the street, a Chevrolet van sitting not to far away, the front end smashed in. Rose was caved in drastically right in the middle. Almost looked like somebody had tried to fold her in half. I put the transmission into neutral and took the keys out of the ignition, throwing them on what was left of the dashboard...

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Little bit dead,

Johnny Rumble