Ruby had just seduced a rock. It was a sight to see, the way she'd sauntered up to it, placed hands on the creviced gray surface, and dug her fingernails into the stony flesh. The rock couldn't take it. Cracks began to show. Pebble dust shot into the air. But after a few token tremors it settled into a tame state. Now Ruby could do anything she wanted with the mineral formation: mount it, or mold it like clay into esoteric shapes. They might even get volcanic together, go for a skinny-dip in a secluded little lava pool she knew. Ever since she was little, Ruby had been different from the other girls. She didn't play with dolls - she read geology books. People wondered what was going on, but now they knew. Ruby and her loves gave new meaning to the words "rock and roll."
Story #201
9 comments:
you are gonna get all the geology students hot and bothered with this one...i love it. you, sir, have a great mind and i bet you are a blast to hang out with...
Thanks Ret. I hate to think what the spelunkers are up to down there in those dark cavities.
In person I'm just a boring inconspicuous wallflower.
She has rendered parts of me to be similar to stone just looking at her, so her seductivity works. Funny, she doesn't look like a Gorgon...
Seriously, when I was a little kid I wanted to be a geologist. This was between the astronaut [Man had landed on the moon only a couple years earlier] and astronomer phases... you could say I touched ground before I went back to the stars. I think I gave that goal up when I realized just how secluded and sedentary lives that geologists and paleontologists have, sifting and chipping in hopes of finding something revolutionary for decades, and while we can name the Leakeys of the latter field you can't name any famous geologists. "Fame, fortune, human contact -- a rockhound seeks not these things," Yoda could have said.
Well, two things I could not have realized when I was five: A - that major oil corporations do hire geologists with a specialty in petrology, finding petroleum by evidence in shale, and pay them well; B - that this girl existed, or one day would. C'est la vie.
Hey Mush: I had all sorts of geology books when I was about 8-11. Plus I collected rocks. They had this cool thing at the museum on weekends where they would talk about all these exotic rocks, and they gave out free samples. But I always wanted to be an astronaut, a scientist working in a laboratory with computers or a race car driver.
Interestingly enough, the middle dream came true. My first computer job in the 80's was working with all this 1960's hardware in a lab just as I had envisioned.
Hi, it's T from Creme de la Creme,
My blog is The Mad Ramblings of T.S. Ellis.
Maybe I should send you a picture sometime :)
Hi TS, thanks for commenting. Maybe you should send a photo. No telling what might happen...
Another hilarious post! Thanks for the good read and for visiting my blog. I'm VERY new to this and my daughter (author of the famous Courtney's Blog) will have to teach me all the tricks. I hope to be able to post pictures and links like a normal blogger, but for now, I'm a poor, idiotic newbie.
Thanks again for the nice words, Jamie. I didn't make the Jamie-Courtney connection at first but then when I saw you two commenting on each other's blog I figured it out. I think that's great, a blogging family! I'll continue to stop by and see how you all are doing. Some of Courtney's posts have been really imaginative.
How could this be my first visit here? Where've you been hiding? What? Inside the rock? Oh... ok.. =)
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