Newbrassky

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother ponders a moment, then nods.

"If no one objects, I'd like a pond. I like ducks." Her smile becomes a beam of delight as her skirts swirl around her ankles and she goes upstairs to check on the puppies.

Inside Trinity's room, she chuckles with delight at the scene in front of her, then quietly closes the door behind her as she leaves.

[Delmonico]

"Well we'll get started on it on Thursday, I just checked on the trackin' numbers, my steam shovel and it should be here on Thursday and the Portland will be here tommorow.   I'll just go down to the river and get some sand and gravel for agrivate for the concrete."

<Author's note, yer all laughin' at Delmonico by now, I just realized a problem with his plan, fegot somethin' very important.>

[Brazos Bucky Smith]

 


Jumpin' Gee Hosa Fat   ya all forgot about me!"  Brazos yells as he crawls out of the hole on his mouse colored horse. (Bein' a 'toon we can show up anywhere)   "Gall darn, last thing I see is a prarie burnin' and comin' my way.  Had to deflate my horse and turn him into water wings so I could get into the lake.  Next thing I know I am goin' down a stream and someone (looked at lot like Del) is releaving himself in that stream! Change my water wings into a snorkle and go under!  Then on shore I see Lil' Rooster gaggin' on his coffee and dancing around looks like he is gonna hurl, so I am duckin' agian. then I got caught in a whirl type pool and here I am!

Brazos wrings out all his clothes, his hat, and his horse!  Hope the ffg is not lookin'!  Blows his nose on whats left of his ser-ap-ee and says "gee, is there anything to eat, I got me a powerful hunger!"


 

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[Delmonico]

Delmonico just shakes his head cause he seen Brazo's and his horse drinkin' some of Trinty's corn likker last night and then staggerin' into the hole.

Delmonico just knows there is sumthin' he forgot and if it kkeps him grom gettin' the agrivate to make the concrete the FFg is gonna do sumthin' horrible to him.

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Arthur's note: Del might need some water to mix with the cement.> 

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Irish has warshed off the dirt, ants, and hunny and is sitting on the porch drinking coffee.  He watches Del taking measurements and drawing up plans for the pond.  He can't help but wonder what Del plans to do with the three coffins he has on the porch, maybe he'll turn them into canoes.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim grabs some coffee and takes set on the porch to watch Del.

[Delmonico]

<Authors note: Slim has fergotten the well with the windmill and it will fill the pond nicely.  Thus the act of defiance to the litl rooster Water A-thor-itty.  Sides that Delmonico understands water rights and his claim was the first on the Dismal so he has first water rights.   litl roosters claims won't hold up in a Court of Law or a Court of the Cottonwood Tree. >

<Nuther Authors Note:  Wait and see. >

A wagon loaded with Portland Cement comes to the ranch and is unloaded in the barn.

[Scattered Thumbs]

With a rumbling sound something arrives in front of the house.

It’s a man, riding some sort of cream coloured two wheel machine. He’s dressed in a heavy brown leather jacket ands has some strange glasses with the lenses mounted on leather and strapped around his head with a sort of rubber band.
There’s a scabbard on the side of his bike with a lever rifle in it, it looks like a Winchester 1885 but it’s smaller. Strapped to his waist is a wooden holster with a strange grip that looks kind of the end of a broomstick sticking out of it.

The stranger raises his glasses to his forehead and hollers Howdy! To everybody.

Everybody looks back at him as if had come out of a horror novel.

Feeling kind of uncomfortable, the man pulls his goggles back on, hollers Bye! To everybody turns his machine around and disappears in a cloud of dust.

At a safe distance, out of sight, the man stops his machine pulls out a pocket watch and speaks into it. 
Scattered Thumbs calling time control do you read me?
Yeah! We ear you. What’s up?
What’s the time frame of the Dismal file?
1880s, Why?
Well, you folks sent me in to investigate time disturbances in this area like the sighting of helicopters, at least one airplane and flying saucers. Riding a 1909 Harley Davidson, dressed in leather and armed with an 1892 Winchester and an 1896 Broomhandle that’s why. Who’s in charge of props for this one?
Let’s see. John Ford XXII
Him!? Again! Just because his ancestor made Westerns that don’t mean he’s an expert. I have to leave the scene. I’ll go to point X23 for retrieval. I can’t stay in the area now.
O.K. we’ll pick you up.
After this conversation, the stranger rides away and disappears in the distance.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother simply... stares.

After a moment, she asks: "Wasn't that the man who had his face on the kitchen wall?"

[Silver Creek Slim]

"I think so, ma'am. What was the contraption he was ridin'?"

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Authors note: Slim has fergotten the well with the windmill and it will fill the pond nicely.  Thus the act of defiance to the litl rooster Water A-thor-itty.  Sides that Delmonico understands water rights and his claim was the first on the Dismal so he has first water rights.   litl roosters claims won't hold up in a Court of Law or a Court of the Cottonwood Tree. >

<Nuther Authors Note:  Wait and see. >

A wagon loaded with Portland Cement comes to the ranch and is unloaded in the barn.

<Arthur's note 1:  Oops, fergot about the windmill. That was the same trip Slim was arrest fer the runnin' iron.>
<Arthur's note 2:  Why would they unload it in the barn when it's gonna be used in the crater?  It don't rain in Newbrasssssky.  >

[Brazos Bucky Smith]

" it don't rain in Cali-forn-ia either"  Brazos says with a little melody (very little Melody)!  But tell that to those folks that gets flooded out in the hills (between brushfires) . heh heh heh  And my an-sest-or sure got a lot in the Lincoln when driven that house on wheels to Florida.    Better put a tarp over it in the Barn too!   Del may find lil' rooster needs more liquid in makin' hisself more coffee. 

[Delmonico]

After the strage man on the mo-to-r-sickle leaves, Delmonico remembers what he forgot in regarts to what he lacks to make his steam shovel work right.  He goes in and orders what he needs and finds out it can be delivered tommorow with the steam shovel. 

<We'll get it in the bucket of the steam shovel, even if it don't rain it will collect dew. >

<Authors Note: Delmonico wishes he still had his sheet metal steam shovel he had when he was a kid with the cables that worked the boom and shovel.   wonder if kids still read Mick Mulligan and his Steam Shovel.  Naw most likely been banned.>

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Arthur's Note: My kids have read Mick Mulligan and his Steam Shovel.> 

[Delmonico]

<Authors Note: I have all my kids books over to my folks house, incliuding a copy of "Little Black Sambo" that has survived the book burners. >

[litl rooster]

<authors note ....never heard of Mick Mulligan>

[Trinity]

<<Del, the Atlantic Coast Conference of Book Burners (ACCOBB) just left here shouting and with their torches lit!>>

[Brazos Bucky Smith]

Mick Mulligan ?   Must be a middle of the country type book?   But weren't there a res- tur-ant type place that had to change it's name too so as not to offend?  Arn't we a whole lot happier being Pooolitically Correct?   "Hey Del is that you up in that bucket, I am going to get out of the way before it starts dewwing down here! Says Brazos making a quick exit to the kitchen.

[Delmonico]

They used to read it on Captain Kangaroo.