Happy Birthday, RTTingle!

[Uncle Yuan]

I hope you're having a great one!

[Alaric]

Happy Birthday!!!

[El Condor]

Feliz cumpleaños, RT!  :yipee

[DireWolf]

Hippo Birdies!

:direwolf

[Glitch Girl]

"It was a dark night, and the failing neon sign blinked a torrid pink glow through the window.  It was the kind of night you expected to hear a saxophone playing in the background, but unforunately the guy downstairs played the tuba and right now was playing like hell. 

That's when the door to the office opened.  If this had been a cheap detective novel, the person who walked in would have been blond, female, and stacked like a plate of Sal's flapjacks, but instead it was "him". 

He may have been called "Father Time" but he was one bad mother.

"It's that time again," he said."

"Oh?"

"Yes,"  said Father Time.  "Time to off another year."

"Didn't you just do that last year?"

The old man nodded and smiled.

"...Oh"

"Don't worry, it'll be painless.  You'll hardly miss it... Come to think of it, I think you did miss it," he added glancing meaningfully at the desk drawer that hid the almost empty bottle of  whisky.

"Hey! That's only for emergencies..!  Are you sure you have to take it?"

"Sorry Shamus," said the old man, "but them's the breaks.  Happens to everyone. Now what do you regular people say..? Oh yeah, happy birthday."

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(blame the sugar, and have a happy birthday anyway :D )

[BentonGrey]

Happy B-Day!

[Protomorph]

Pulpy Birthday!

I just wrote this off the cuff. I had no real idea where I was going with it, save that I didn't want it to be the length of a book.





It was a bright and sunny day. Again. It made my head hurt in a way that even the whiskey in my glass couldn't quell.

I was already working a case, and was all but wrapped up, then she walked into my door. Blonde. Natural, I guessed due to the airheadedness. She'd about knocked herself unconscious when she walked into the door. I helped her to her feet.

"Are you a PI, like Magnum?" She asked.
"Yes" I replied. I got this one a lot. "Except for the fast cars, helecopters and mansion to live in."
"What?"
Definately a natural blonde.
"How can I help you, Miss?"
"Brandy. I think my Boyfriend is cheating on me with another woman."
"Oh, that old chestnut. His name?"
"Eddie Carlisle"
I'd heard the name before. He was a player. Local bad boy. I'd run across him a few times, usually in the arms of different women.
"Brandy, let me ask you something...How long you been seeing him?"
"A few months, I guess."
"How's he treat you?"
"When he's with me, pretty good. We go out and he buys me dinner and presents and stuff. And the sex-- OOH What a Stallion!" She cooed.
"Uh-huh. He treats you ok when you're together, why do you care if he sees other women?"
"Why do I care? He's MY Boyfriend! Duh! I don't want him tramping around with other women." She started to get upset.
"Yes, I understand. Have you ever asked yourself why?"
"Huh? No. He's---"
I Interrupted her, "A player. I know the man. Look, you seem like a nice girl, so I'm gonna lay it out for you. Your guy Eddie isn't the type to just be with one dame. If you like being with him, you gotta learn to share him, or you won't be with him for long, understand?"
"I don't share my boyfriends with other women. I don't share myself with other men."
"Well, maybe you should. You'd be happier," I reasoned.
"I AM happy", she angrily shouted.
"Yes. You seem happy. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"What kind of Private Eye ARE you, anyway?"
"The kind who's seen this scene play out hundreds of times. They never end well. Everyone involved ends up rejected and alone, bitter and hardened. But, there's a flip side they can't see. You love Eddie, right?"
"Sure."
"But you're here, talking to me about following him and proving he's being unfaithful. How much do you really love him?"
"I...I don't know. I know I want to be with him."
"And how long to you expect to be with him after I expose his other relationships?"
"Um..."
"Right. See, what you are missing is the bigger picture. Eddie will be Eddie and you can't change that. If you really love him, you have to love that part of him too. You have to accept that he will have other girlfriends. Who knows, maybe you can date around too. How can having more love be a bad thing?"
"I....have to think about this. You're confusing me."
"Great. Have Eddie swing by for a chat. Let's get this straightened out for you guys."
"O--Ok."

A smile came over my face as I lit a cigarette and watched her walk out of my office.
"I lose more money that way."



The End.

[RTTingle]

Heh...   if it wasn't 1 am I'd have started writing something too for the fun of it.  :)   Love the lil' mini stories folks.

The birthday was swell and its so nice to finally be able to start enjoying them again.  Even if I cringe whenever I hear my favorite hard rocking song as a kid, now on my "Easy Listening Work Station" or wince when I see computer hardware I used as a young, young teen... now in a musuem.  Birthdays are something I look forward to once more thanks to the lot of ya'll!

Thanks for the well wishes everyone!

RTT

[BlueBard]

Happy Birthday!  May the dry-cleaners never lose your cloak!

(Loved the mini-story by GG... if inspiration strikes, I might try one of those sometime :) )

[glitter]

Happy b-day I hope you have a good one. I hope your b-day is really special have a great b-day! :D

[bredon7777]

Happy Bday, dude!

[MJB]

Happy B-day RTT!

-MJB

[crimsonquill]

:yipee HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RTTingle!!! :balloons:

- CrimsonQuill

[The Phantom Eyebrow]

Damn, missed this one!  Glad it was a good one RTT!