This will be fun, and we haven't done any real good audience participation projects around here in a while. Remember the Buick Contest? Let's have a Why My Roommate Moved Out Contest.
Send me a paragraph or two with a dramatic but believable tale about why my roommate moved out. I will include a true, dramatic but believable true story about why a roommate of mine has moved out (no guarantees that it will be the story about why THIS roommate moved out).
Form of the story: It must begin with this sentence "I'm a little bit sheepish to admit this, which is why I haven't written about it before, but my roommate moved out at the beginning of the month." Go on from there.
Second (or third) paragraph: "Now that she's out of the house, my plan for my living situation is ____________"
I'll post the entries on Thursday morning, including my own, and we'll vote for the one that's the most plausible, or the most entertaining, or howsoever we wish to vote. Winner will be crowned during the blog party, which is shaping up to be pretty fun and which will start on Friday, so don't forget to bring a picture and a recipe to that.
What a cruel game - the roommate must have come to her senses and seen right through your facade.
Posted by: | November 28, 2006 at 04:10 PM
Ack! I give up. The whole point of this post is that there *is* no dramatic story about roommate moving out. Hence the "fiction" part of the game....
Sigh.
Posted by: Scheherazade | November 28, 2006 at 05:59 PM
It's a little unreasonable for someone who doesn't post even a fictitious name below his or her comment to carp that someone else has a facade.
Posted by: Isaac Laquedem | December 07, 2006 at 06:19 PM