Smokin’ Hot

Remember the old excuse, “The dog ate my homework?” Teachers didn’t believe it then and they don’t believe “The dog ate my flash drive” today. As far as I know, C.E. Ayr is the only person who actually took dog feces to class to support his case.

Other popular excuses in today’s world include; The FBI confiscated it as part of their investigation into Russian tampering. I was abducted by aliens and they kept it as part of their research. A tornado sucked it right out of my Mom’s car. I’d love you hear any creative excuses you can add to this list. 

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copyright – J. Hardy Carroll

 

Iowa City Fire Chief, Ken Peterson, removed his helmet and ran his fingers through what was left of his thin, graying hair.

This was their third fire in the past week. There would be an investigation of course, but he already knew the cause.

Fortunately, a lady in the apartment next door smelled the smoke and called 911. His crew arrived quickly and got the family out alive. The husband had been asleep on the couch, but they had to drag the wife out kicking and screaming—crying about losing her baby.

No wonder Peterson hated November. Damn that NaNoWriMo.

 

 

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45 thoughts on “Smokin’ Hot

  1. Dear Ken Burned-Out

    “My dad’s a Sushi chef and mistook my homework for rice paper. It was surprisingly delicious.”

    You made me laugh out loud. There’s reason I’m not taking part in NaNoWriMo so for me it’s NoMoNaNoWriMo.

    Shalom,

    Gabby “Gate Mouth” You’ll Pay For This One W(T)F

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    1. Dear Gabby “Gate-Mouth” W(T)F,

      I asked Jan for confirmation on your name, but he pled the 5th. Can’t blame him. As Connie once said, “Dynamite comes in small packages.”

      Loved the rice paper excuse. Are you sure it wasn’t a Zig Zag and someone rolled it up for another purpose?

      NoMoForMe,
      Ken Burned-Out

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  2. “Losing her baby.” Now that was funny!
    My heart aches for her. Only a writer can understand. My mouse froze up the other day, right when I was going full steam ahead. I had to shut down—and lost half a page. Oh, the shrieks and moans!

    Excuses: My brother used it for a paper airplane and crashed it into the toilet.
    My mom used the back for her grocery list and dropped it in a parking lot somewhere.

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    1. We’ve all lost at least part of one of our babies (an arm, a leg, a really brilliant scene) at some point in our writing career. It’s devastating. The moaning and gnashing of teeth goes on for days. Perhaps we should hold a service for your half-page. Would you like me to say some words over it?

      Great excuses. Both seem quite plausible.

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      1. Glad you liked my excuses. Nowadays students can add, “My mouse swallowed my homework.”
        The only words I want to hear over it are the ones that disappeared. 🙂 Perhaps you can rather tell me if, in 1957, wallpaper came pre-pasted or if you had to apply the past with a brush? Oh, the trivia one must mine in November!

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  3. Can’t let a house fire get in the way of finishing NaNoWriMo – I’ve made it to halfway. My fall back excuse is: ‘It was there the last time I looked’ – I find it works in almost every situation, including homework that has somehow not been done.

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    1. Congrats on even attempting such a feat, Iain. In my opinion, you’re a winner just for tackling it.
      I spent 2 hours looking for a document yesterday. The file is there, but it’s empty. I cried at the loss of my baby.

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  4. It seems like you’re giving writers ideas. And in case you are, I say, you cannot start a house fire, and pretend it destroyed your 25,000 words. And at the very least, wait until the end of the month, so you can act like you’d finished the 50,000 words, but it was all destroyed by the fire.

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    1. Let’s hope it was backed up somewhere. It’s painful enough “killing our babies” by cutting out a scene that you poured your heart into–only to realize later that it didn’t add to the story. Sometimes I copy and paste them into a little “baby cemetery” file in case I want to resurect them in a future story. So far, it hasn’t worked out.

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  5. Having done a total of two… yes, TWO DAYS of NaNo this year, I can officially say it is my worst showing. Stupid idea anyway..
    As for MY homework? I did hand it in. Unfortunately, my teacher says I must redo it because HER dog ate MINE… I dunno… something fishy going on here…

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    1. Sympathies. 😦 The first week was tough for me. What is it when you want badly to do something and every resistant feeling in your psyche rises up in protest? I tell myself, “One paragraph. Just ONE!” Thankfully the next ones kind of flow out after. When I don’t get lost in Google, checking what books children were reading in 1957. 🙂
      Hope springs eternal. Write your book in January when the snow in Montreal is two feet deep and nobody’s golfing. 🙂

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  6. “The cat was sick all over my essay, but I still brought it… I think you can just about make it out. No…? Oh, OK then…”
    Don’t do Nano what’s it. Maybe if I read that a best seller came out of it, I might change my mind.

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    1. Nothing like a little cat puke to stall an assignment.

      Even if you did get 50,000 words written in a month it would take several months of editing and rewrites to get the manuscript into submission shape–or at least it would for me.

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