8 - Goblins took my keyboard.
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I was sorting out some piles in the entry way, and
I left the door ajar. It never really closes
properly anymore, which is a story for another
time. I hear this scratching noise, turn around,
and spot a goblin hurrying out the door while
clutching my blue tooth keyboard. You left my
sandwich lying right there, and took an old
keyboard instead? Come on.
I knew it was probably too late to get it
back. Those things are fast. What a drag. Old cell
phones are easy to get, but blue tooth keyboards
not so much. I guess I am back to tapping the
on-screen keyboard again for sending my stuff.
I follow it outside anyways, and I see it
scrambling up the embankment. And then this other
one pops out from the trees and starts giving it
chase. The thief takes my keyboard and starts
beating the other goblin over the head with it
until it breaks in two, and then they start
grappling. And I'm just standing there watching
all this with my mouth hanging open, like what the
flying duck, and then I go back inside. A few
minutes later I come back out, and one goblin is
dead, and the other is sitting there beside it and
pulling keys off what's left of my keyboard, and
eating them. Okay.
The Dillers walk by, holding the hand of their
toddler grandson. He points to it
gleefully. "Gobbin! Gobbin!" It spits out the
backspace key.
Raining again. I go inside.
