Cathedral

The irony of love shapes this story. The narrators wife is in love with someone who cannot appreciate her beauty. The narrator is male because he has a wife. The ending to this short story is perfect because the narrator finally understands the blind guest.

final draft this i believe

i believe in explosive therapy. when i am down, i can call my friend and he will know exactly what to do.
BLAM! how can seeing a potato by a firework not cheer you up? somethings never change. no matter how bad i feel, TNT fishing will make me ecstatic.
PFFD! there goes a dud. still fun, it made a funky noise. even in a partial failure, focus on the partial success.
BA-DOOM! the sonic boom of a potato violently exiting the front end of a PVC pipe. the potato will soar to new heights, as will my mood after this session of explosive therapy.

On Dugans.

"The duganaucity of this situation is astounding"
For those who do not know what a dugan is, it is a verb, a noun, adjective, and anything else you can think of. I and my friends made up this word to describe anything, and if someone asks, we say that it is an Irish biscuit.

"I believe in explosive therapy"
This is the belief that explosives can raise anyones mood a couple of notches.

Death and the Strawberry

All things zen and bleach...