Fried Apple Pies

These were tasty, but a lot of work.

I'm not usually a big deep fried kinda guy, but I figured it out pretty quickly.

Rule #1: Don't burn yourself.

Ribs

Thursday at the Gym


Characters ME (running on a treadmill, because it's too cold to go outside) and Old Guy, late 60s, on the treadmill at 2.0 MPH, who we'll call FRANKIE.


FRANKIE: They took my hip out.  I don't move so good these days.  Look at you!  You're doin' good.

ME: But you're still moving.  That's the important thing.

FRANKIE:  I can swim.  But that's about it these days.

ME:  Swimming is great for you.  I should be doing that more.

FRANKIE:  I used to run like you.  But not no more.  I run da Boston race there.

ME:  That's great!

FRANKIE:  I used to play basketball.

ME:  That's always how I end up hurting myself.

FRANKIE:  We were playing against some college kids from BC a while back.  Me and some guy.  And we beat them!  He says to me 'You're pretty good for your age.'  I tells him, 'Fuck you, I'm good for any age!  I just beat your ass!'



(FRANKIE then cracks himself up laughing and has a coughing fit.)

Spring

Q. What are you making?

A. Banana bread.

"LOCKED OUT"

A short film by P. Canole

INT. OFFICE HALLWAY - DAY


COWORKER

You running today, Pat?

PAT

I sure am!

COWORKER

At the gym?

PAT

Nope.  I'm hitting the track.  I'm outside, Baby!

EXT. PAT WALKING ON SIDEWALK.  MIDDAY.  EARLY SPRING.  PAT HAS RUNNING CLOTHES ON.

PAT

(to self)

Boy, I sure can't wait to run on the track!

(smiling, looking around)

PAT WALKS AROUND CORNER AND SEES

PAT

(quietly at first)

No... No...  Just... No...

(then louder)

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(a single tear falls down PAT's cheek... camera pulls back... rain starts to fall)

END

Parenting

Sometimes parenting is an amazing, rewarding, fulfilling experience.

And sometimes it's 20 minutes of "My sandwich is BROKEN!"

Sorry Kids...

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