I wasn’t sure I had it in me this week, concocting something from a picture, worth a 100 words (you should try – visit Friday Fictioneers), but I battered and welded something together in the nick of time. For what it’s worth –
We sang when we made it. We laughed and we drank and we sang. So many said that it couldn’t be done. Not by philosophers. But why not? Sappy, crappy and happy we sang. And we drank. Marty stole the carts, Jerry supplied the pictures to spur us along – as if they were sure to result. Trey provided visors and sunglasses, given the absence of roof. We swore we’d take it 10,000 miles. 10,000 miles a year. We ditched our courses, thirsty for reasons.
Of course it runs! Look close – you can tell where it’s been. Take it further.
All my Words are Silent 
I think, in this case, we’d take it fArther. I like the happy feel of your piece. Now we know who built it!
We ditched our courses, thirsty for reasons. So many said that it couldn’t be done. Not by philosophers. But why not? I like these sentences. I’m a Why Not? person. I’ve ‘made’ several cars like this. One would only run aided by a wooden spoon – very Goldilocks! And I can’t help equating the car with the life we cobble together anyhow, so we can do life’s road trips, seeking answers. And Goldilocks has me thinking about those 7 dwarves, toiling and singing Hi Ho as off to work they went. Deep into that mine. They probably drank too. Here they are called Sappy, Happy and Crappy, Marty, Jerry and Trey. Wait, that’s only 6. Your invitation seeks a 7th dwarf? Three score years and 10. I know what that means. The car’s almost done it’s job – three score years and ten 70(000) miles. I think I took it further. Deeper into the mine, perhaps, but further! Ann
I see beads….
indeed. thank you Ann
yeah – what the hell were they doing with those?
I guess that’s the kind of car you get if you get a bunch of philosophers to build it then? Great story, really enjoyed it 🙂
thank you
Sounds like it was built with love so it will take the a far as they wish to go. Nice writing.
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That was fun, although I’m wondering whether they’ll remember the ride at all! 🙂 Thirsty for reasons must have been the only thirst they had left…except the eventual craving for water (possibly a metaphor, also.)
janet
the repetition of sang and drank is beautiful here, creates a rhythm. “We ditched our courses, thirsty for reasons”–a favorite line.
Who cares if it runs? They certainly had a great time building it. And I had a great time reading about it. Good job, N.
Shalom,
Rochelle
What a happy optimistic take. I almost felt like dancing.
Hmmm… was alcohol involved? Fun story!
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thanks enabler
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thanks!
Very well done. I liked your words, your story and the manner in which they were written.
thank you very much
as for “fArther” or “fUrther,” i think fUrther is correct. “farther” is comparative, which means you use it when comparing two things. i ran far, but you ran farther. but when one thing goes far, and then the same things keeps going, then it goes further because you’re not comparing the distance to something else. it is the same thing, and it keeps going.
there’s a lot of repetition that uses up words, but sometimes there’s an effect gained from repetition. well done.
thanks rich – have to say you’re attention to detail is a quirky delight among the community – appreciated
Well, I think this is the most joyous entry yet! made me smile – and I almost felt like singing.
Thank you,
Laura
very kind. thank you.