About this time last year, Tom and I went to the dandelion fountain to shoot some photos. I had an entire storyline in my head to share, but then I never got around to doing it. My readership is an imaginative group. Here’s your chance. What story (remember, mine is a PG-13 journal, please) is being told by these photos?
One night…
I have my theories … but first I must ask, is JAMES DEAN starring in this movie.
It’s like “What’s My Line?”
Yes.
I remember no mermaids from his career.
I’m not re-enacting a James Dean movie. You can come up with your OWN story from the photos. I only asked that it be kept relatively clean.
Well, and in your case, I’d rather no one have gas, since that seems to be a recurring theme of yours. [prim look]
Oh! So you aren’t reenacting a movie…I get to make the movie up?
Exactly.
I’m amazed at some of the positions you got them to stay in… me, it would’ve been a sad game of dominoes. : )
As for the story, based on all the shorts and the mermaid, it’s clearly all about leg-envy.
You’re pulling my leg, right?
You had to, didn’t you, you just had to…. : )
Yes.
Obviously, based on the fairy puff standing in the middle of the pool in picture one, this is a fairy tale with a topical moral.
In pic 2, we see five fairies who have just emerged from the pool. They are:
Fleur Tacious (another drag fairy) and Turk Turbo
Pics 4 – 6, the fairies are attacked by the O’Mania Sisters, four Irish nymphs who try to tempt them with their dark magic.
Pic 7, but the fairies realize that they can have more fun sticking together and decide to get married.
Pic 8, Joe D. Plumber tells the Nymphs O’Mania that since they’re a girl Nymph band and not really sisters, they can get married, too.
Pic 9, Suddenly, a homophobic Mermormon jumps out of the pool
Pic 10, and tries to convince the fairies and nymphs that same sex marriage is wrong. But Joe D. Plumber says you can’t steal our rights with your cash and somewhat fishy boobs, and he casts the Mermormon back into the pool.
Pic 11, as the group couples up fairy to fairy and nymph to nymph, Joe D. Plumber realizes that he is the odd fairy out and decides to become either an old troll who will haunt the pool trolling for young fairy flesh forever … or a country fairy singer.
Pic 12 THE END – roll credits
The question to Becky is, did you get wet posing your cast?
No, I did not get wet. Maybe lightly misted on, is all.
Turk Turbo. Giggle.
Now, what did you call him?
1. The spirit of Wortham Fountain was a lonely one, especially at night. Marooned by a pitilessly sailor, the spirit languished in Houston, longing for the frivolity of the sea it used to know.
2. But one magical evening, a night that only came once in a hundred years, Fortune sent five handsome surfers to the fountain – Kip, Biff, Lark, Tad and Jan-Michael.
3. The spirit was thrilled by the company and used her powers to create enchanting music to attract young maidens to the fountain to befriend the surfers.
4. The arrows of Cupid struck Tad and Tiffany first.
5. Sydney thought Jan-Michael’s hair was kind of dated, but his eyes were dreamy.
6. Shy Biff found himself more comfortable with southern-belle Charlene than he’d ever felt with a girl before.
7. Penelope fell so hard for Lark she leapt into his strong arms.
8. There was a moment of silliness when someone came by with a boom box playing Donna Summer’s “I Feel Love,” and the surfers recalled the night they’d gone to the Boy Bar on a dare.
9. “Hmm,” Kip said to himself, “there doesn’t seem to be anyone here for me.”
10. And then there she was, Melina the Naiad, the spirit of Wortham Fountain. “Kip,” she said, “I like you best of all. I wish I could be your match, but I’m cursed to be lonely in this fountain forever.”
11. “Are you the reason all the guys found wonderful girls?” asked Kip. “Wow. You don’t have to be lonely. We’ll all be your friends. And…and I could be…yours…”
12. Melina had never been so delighted. “Kip, I can only surface from the fountain once in a hundred years, but your kindness gladdens my heart immeasurably. Now I must go before the sun rises.”
13. As Melina disappeared, Kip made a promise. “She doesn’t have to be lonely. I’ll come back every night to visit.”
14. And Kip did come back for years, and even after he no longer could, the stories of true love found at the fountain had spread, and young people continued to find their perfect matches at the water’s edge. The naiad Melina was never lonely again.
Tres romantic!
My inner-cynic just died a little. That was sweet. : )
thanks!
Okay, I had to come back and read … that was a great story. I feel bad for James Dean – nothing works out for him.
wow, thanks! Gosh, you all are so nice. I must hang out with a bunch of rough critics. I keep expecting someone to say “you typed `pitilessly sailor’ instead of `pitiless!'”
I wonder if a century from now they’ll be able to digitize actors to the point that they can have them “act” in movies years after they’re dead. And then, at the time when James Dean enters public domain, he will star in his first mermaid picture.
If it happens before we’re dead, we need to demand some money.
That’s part of his mystique/appeal.
Before someone says that the fatal logical flaw there is that the fountain is a lot less than a hundred years old, I’ll confess that I realized that but decided that 100 was a nice-sounding number anyway.
Poetic license.
And thank you for not pointing this out, but I suspect I’ve mangled mythology quite a bit. I don’t think naiads come from the sea. Naiads might be Greek while Cupid I think is Roman. Fortune is probably Chinese. Oh, well. I’m not being graded.
Just say that your story defies all the boundaries of time and place to become a great melting pot of different myths and histories–inspired by the multicultural era ushered in by our new president-elect. We call this literary movement Post Long National Nightmare.
These are great, Becky. You could be a stylist for Annie Leibovitz!
Did any passersby stop to watch or ask what you and Tom were up to?
Yes, they did. Since it was night, not many people were in the park, but a couple walking hand-in-hand did stop and ask. All I really had to do was say “blog,” and they nodded knowingly, then checked out the dolls with smiles. I think when you’re young and in love, everything that happens is enjoyable.