Warmadillo
Memo to myself:
Is my life a novel or a movie?
My life is a novel. A novel based on a movie. The movie is a Viet Nam war epic like Platoon or Full Metal Jacket. Charles Bronson is cast as me wandering through the jungles of North Vietnam.
Violins build tension in the background. The audience knows something scary is about to happen, like when a cat jumps out of a refrigerator in a horror movie. But this is the jungle. There wouldn’t be a cat – there’d be something exotic, like an armadillo. And there wouldn’t be a refrigerator. Charles Bronson would have something more organic. Like a cheeseburger
Okay. Violins build tension in the background. Charles Bronson opens his cheeseburger, and the armadillo jumps out.
Wait a minute — how did Charles Bronson get a cheeseburger?
Take two. Violins build tension in the background Charles Bronson goes to McDonald’s, opens a cheeseburger. . . Wait a minute – it wouldn’t happen like this. Not in North Vietnam.
Take Three. Violins build tension in the background. Charles Bronson goes to McDonalds. He gets a bowl of rice. The armadillo jumps out.
