1/21/15

Kids Sketch (Reptilian People)

Reptilian People

by Sheri Grutz

Characters

DOUG (18 years old, college sweatshirt, jeans)
DANNY (18 years old, business casual attire)

Lights up in the dorm room of Doug and Dan, sections of 3 rooms across the stage with dividers, and each occupants doing something different, talking and laughing silently, eating, dancing, texting.

DOUG
We have to go, man, it's our first Halloween away from home.

DANNY
I'd like to keep it away from home, if you know what I mean. I don't like this holiday. I like knowing who's who, and what's what.

DOUG
So black and white, oh my gawd.

DANNY
No. No. Life is spooky enough. The news is scary enough. Our futures? Scary.

DOUG
Ohhh, listen up, dude, I've got it!

DANNY
Oh no, here we go.

DOUG
Let's go as reptilian people.

DANNY
Hmm, that was my favorite in the G.I. Joe series, the cobra-la.

DOUG
You were just talking about scariness, what is more fucking scary than the claim that a special race of people are claiming world dominance.

DANNY
It's true, all through history, all through sci-fi, games, world leaders. I'd kind of rather be a wizard than a lizard.

DOUG
No, man, we gotta do this. All we need is to look mostly like us, with like, say a lizard leg, or scales on our backs, or the tongue, man, totally the tongue!

DANNY
Ha, yeah, it might be creepy in a sort of smart way.

DOUG
You got it.

DANNY
You know they take all negative energy as a means to control humanity, right?

DOUG
Yeah, we'll have to come up with dialogue too, you know take a few pointers from David Icke.

DANNY
You control the drinks, and I'll control the music.

DOUG
Perfect, dude.

DANNY
I don't know, it might go to my head.

DOUG
That's the point, you are a special breed, you communicate with the other worlds.

DANNY
Huh, if anything I communicate with dead poets.

DOUG
Let's just not communicate with our dead great-grandparents, I don't think they'd approve of what I did last night.

DANNY
What'd you do last night?

DOUG
Never mind.

DANNY
No way, what? Stop it.

DOUG
I stalked somebody.

DANNY
Ha, what? Now you really are sounding like mind control.

DOUG
It was innocent, really, I just saw this chick that was leaving the IMU when I was, and I thought, too weird, maybe I should go her way.

DANNY
And where did she go?

DOUG
To the chemistry building. I sat beside her though the whole lecture.

DANNY
Did you get her number?

DOUG
Nope.

DANNY
Why not?

DOUG
She never moved, man. She had that stare.

DANNY
Oh my gawd, the shape shifter stare?

DOUG
You got it.

DANNY
You've been planning our costumes since then, right?

DOUG
Not exactly, but it has some relevancy.

DANNY
The freakiest thing about this shit is that what they do is create a problem, you know, like a tragedy or something in which the public says, What can we do? And then they make a solution. It's how all things work in society.

DOUG
Does that solution cost money by chance?

DANNY
Sometimes. It's a lot of negative energy they use to control us.

DOUG
Hmm, I'm thinking being wizards sounds better.

DANNY
You can be the wizard and I can be the lizard, and we can fight for world dominance.

DOUG
Ha, nah, I think I just wanna go as a super hero.

DANNY
No good man, they got the reptilians too.

DOUG
We could go as altar boys?

DANNY
Ha, there ya go. You know, I'm not sure if I'm going, but you have a good time.

DOUG
You always do this to me, you create a situation I get excited about and then you bail.

DANNY
That's because I'm controlling the conversation with my good looks.

DOUG
Christ, you know, fine, I'll pick up the vibe there.

DANNY
Definitely.

DOUG
You going to eat?

DANNY
Yeah. Do we need food or sunlight or dirt, or all of the above?

DOUG
Ha, we need something lasting, that's for sure.

DANNY
Yeah, I hope you outlast me, man, then I can send you messages from the next galaxy.

DOUG
Never, stars like you never die.

DANNY
Your wish is my command.

DOUG
Shut up, dude. Let's go.

The two walk out door and through the middle of the curtain to go off stage. Others in their dorms continue silently going about their evening. Lights out. The end.


1/20/15

I Believe by Sheri M. Grutz

-I believe I am a person under satellite surveillance and human targeting, and in believing so, I have a right to selectively tell who I want what is happening to me, including, my blog, my texts, my phone calls, and in person interaction.

-I believe that as time has gone by I have found the most effective way of handling my situation, and that is by engaging the minds and imaginations of people who tune into me, to open up the conversation about abuses stemming from our current governments across the globe.

-I believe that after finding my effective way, I will not engage in any kind of physical retaliation of any kind on anyone who I feel may be threatening me, watching me, or harming me directly or indirectly through targeting. This includes, protesting, sit-ins, marches, or any kind of situations where I am open to further attack.

-I believe I am an instrument of change, and that I can change hearts, minds and imaginations through my writings, volunteering, letters, petitions and phone calls that mention what I face daily.

-I believe I am doing this for myself, but also for those in my family who may be targeted, and others I have met, and know about who suffer like me in a kind of brotherhood that can only come from suffering.

-I believe that I will likely fight until my death, and I am completely electing to offer my life for the sake of bettering my country, winning this small war for my children, and being a positive force for change that will be noted for everyone.

-I believe I can be mostly right and given credit for it, and not guilt or accusation, in case I am wrong, or that some precondition of health related circumstances is the cause.

-I believe that I can voice my own opinions in the comfort of my home, on my blog, in text, on my phone, or in person to whom ever I choose, and not be persecuted for it.

-I believe that I am innocent, and that in being innocent, I have not completely understood all there is to know about targeting, and that it is my right to be left alone, unless someone with knowledge wants to enlighten me.

-I believe I am not always capable of making the right decisions but that I should not be discarded as being less than effective in challenging authority or making things better for myself and my kids.

(this document may be added to it as needed)

signed electronically
Sheri M. Grutz
1-20-15
3:03p.m.

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The Sky- a poem for kids

The Sky (kids poem) by S.M. Grutz


I've seen the mighty whale
peek out of water's curtain
flip rain drops with its tail
white is the belly of heaven

I've seen the biggest dog
stretch in the sun then listen
all day there is a happy God
blue is the belly of heaven

I've seen the streets rise up
all winter day is a true lesson
to create your own colored cup
gray is the belly of heaven

1/19/15

Coming Up

the Numbers Series is done, only 4 poems this time. I have one more sketch, and one more poem to write this week, and then I will be taking a break. Join me in February for more sketches and poems for kids, plus flash fiction, and a new series on: flowers.

If Life is Short

I am thinking constantly while writing these pieces for young ones about my grandchildren, if they will eventually exist. I want grandma to leave them something they can find inspiration, hope, and love.

Numbers Poem (3X)

3X (you get it right)(for kids and adults) by S. M. Grutz


The smart ones
get it on the first try
and they don't go
on looks, and they
don't go on personality,
and they don't go on
pleasantries.
The lucky ones
get it on the second try
and they don't go
on skill, and they
don't go on insight,
and they don't go
on mastery.
The open-ended ones
get it on the third try,
and they don't go on
definite, and they don't
go on knowledge,
and they don't go on
giving up.

1/18/15

Family Dollar Recipes for Beth

See, Beth, I'm making you read my blog. I'm going to go through 3 recipes that I've made recently that are still in my fridge right now.
I got almost all of the ingredients from Family Dollar store, and just kind of winged it. I never spent more than 20 dollars on each of them, and usually spent $10 or under, and they last 3 to 6 days. I've done these by knowing other recipes, but they are not completely the same as the others, and I'm going to tell you what I did. The
first one does have a name: Bacon and Eggs Lasagna:

Boil 13 eggs in a medium pot for 10 minutes, then run cold water over them in the pan, and set the pan
aside filled with cold water. In a large pot, fill with 3/4 full water and a bit of canola oil, bring to a boil. Microwave one package of bacon in strips on the bacon plate, or a large plate of some kind with paper towels over it, not under it, because the bacon will stick. I microwaved one package of bacon for 15 minutes on high. Take a full package of lasagna noodles, and press each down into the boiling water in large pan. Read package for minutes to boil. Stir often. Meanwhile, crack and peel the shells of your eggs very carefully, wash, set aside til all are done. Take your bacon out carefully and with fork immediately transfer it to a paper plate. Make your next package of bacon the same way (the recipes is for 2 packages of bacon, don't skimp). Meanwhile, cut your egg in half held together, then in half the other way, held together, then dice. Do this to all eggs. I left mine on the cutting board. Pat down all your bacon, and put on cutting board when cooled and cut downward into small pieces, you can crumb this later.

Now you are ready to layer it. Spray your large glass baking pan with Pam. Carefully lay 4 strips of the lasagna on bottom of pan. Pour generously some carbonara sauce down each noodle (you will use 2 jars of this). Sprinkle half the eggs, half the bacon, salt, pepper, and a 3 half strips of American cheese down each noodle. Layer with 4 noodles, generously pour the carbonara sauce, sprinkle the rest of the eggs, bacon, salt, pepper, and 3 strips of American cheese. Layer 4 more noodles, then use the rest of the carbonara sauce on top, and sprinkle with parmesan cheese. Cover with aluminum foil, and bake in 375 oven for 35 to 40 minutes. I'm not sure how to get the top noodles from turning crusty in the oven, so, maybe brush with butter on the corners, or press them down good. YUMMY!

The next 2 recipes don't have names, and they are simpler to make:

1 1/2 cups uncooked brown rice (use package directions)
can chili beans
can diced tomatoes
big can tomato soup
big jar cheese sauce
2 big cans chicken
crushed tortilla chips
basil, oregano, melted butter

Cook the rice first, it needs to cook on like level 3 or 4 on the range because sometimes it doesn't get all the way cooked. Mix the beans, tomatoes, tom. soup, cheese sauce, and chicken in a large bowl. Add the rice. Spray your glass baking pan, and pour in your contents from bowl, and spread it out good, pack it down. Sprinkle on basil and oregano, then the crushed tortilla chips, and spoon on melted butter over it. Cover with aluminum foil and bake in 375 oven for 35 to 40 minutes. YUMMY!

Today I made this: let's call it, Break Free From Tuna:

16 oz. of uncooked elbow mac
16 oz. of velvetta
16 oz. of frozen broccoli and cauliflower
2 - 15 oz. cans mackerel
saltines crackers (3/4 of a sleeve)
salt, pepper, parsley, parmesan cheese

Cook the mac according to directions on the package. Meanwhile clean out your fish. Don't be scared it will look like real fish, and not the kind your buy at a fancy grocery store where they make it look like it was never alive. It will have bones, so break each fish in half longways and use your forefinger to remove the bones, and scrape off the outer layer of skin. Shred this fish on your cutting board. When the mac is done, drain, put back in pan with the velvetta and stir until the cheese is all melted. I set one bowl aside when it was mac and cheese for Alec, and especially, you want the right consistency through the dish, and not too much pasta. So, right now, you have mac and cheese. Add to the pan, the fish, and the frozen veggies, and stir real good. Spray your large glass pan with Pam, and pour in your contents from the pot on the range. Pack it down good, and smooth out. Sprinkle the crushed crackers over it, salt, pepper, parsley, and parmesan cheese. Spoon over it, the melted butter. Cover with aluminum foil and bake in 375 oven for 30 minutes, then uncover and bake 10 more minutes. YUMMY!

Kids Sketch (Giant Heart)

Giant Heart

by Sheri Grutz

Characters

MERCY (17 years old, artistic attire)

HOPE (16 years old, sweet in pink)

At the grave site of a man they did not know, on a fall day, leaves, sticks, slight wind.

MERCY
They say he died from a giant heart.

HOPE
He was a small man, right?

MERCY
Yes. Slim chance of survival.

HOPE
It is a small world though, that your mother met him.

MERCY
Hope, they didn't officially meet. My mother, she couldn't stop searching for love,
everything was an affair of the heart, she was heartsick.

HOPE
So she kept the beat. I bet it was fast. Wow, Mercy, I had no idea.

MERCY
It was fast, and with him, he didn't stand a chance, heart took up all
his space and time.

HOPE
Did your mom think she could save him?

MERCY
She was saving all her love for him.

HOPE
It says here on his gravestone that he kept a song in his heart.

MERCY
Since he was a DJ, and had a giant heart, I'd say he kept a huge
collection of songs in his heart.

HOPE
And he couldn't decide which to choose from?

MERCY
My mom thought she was special until it got overplayed.

HOPE
He wasn't a player, was he?

MERCY
Oh, yeah, but heart failure was coming, Hope, failed to win
in the game of love.

HOPE
Mercy, doesn't your brother have a heart problem too?

MERCY
No, no, they say it's a good thing he wasn't born with holes in his heart, they might
lead to China where we start to understand how he talks.

HOPE
Those holes could make a whistling sound.

MERCY
Those holes might be where God nailed into us and hung up pictures of heaven.

HOPE
Hehe, yes, he is peaceful.

MERCY
Haha, it's true.

HOPE
Mercy, where do we find the heart of the world?

MERCY
The heart of the world, don't ask me.

HOPE
I think I know. It's in the middle of chaos.

MERCY
You keep believing that because order is over-rated and might kill us.

HOPE
No, I mean it, with the out-pouring of people, out-pouring of activities, out-pouring
of talk and singing and dancing and creating.

MERCY
Yes, that must be it, until the heart over-flows.

HOPE
Look, Mercy, someone has thrown blood-red flowers on his grave.

MERCY
An outstanding performance, his death.

HOPE
And now we are standing, I feel like we should applaud.

MERCY
Go ahead, not me.

HOPE
(applauds enthusiastically) Encore, encore!

MERCY
My mother just says, “Until we meet again.”

HOPE
Speaking of meetings, they are having a meeting on healthy hearts at the hospital
this afternoon, wanna go?

MERCY
Hmm, sure, if you do.

HOPE
We won't leave there though saying, “Until we meet again.”

MERCY
Ha, no I hate hospitals.

HOPE
But you love what you love, right?

MERCY
Right. No guarantees.

HOPE
Let's go.

MERCY
Oh, I almost forgot. Mom says they buried him standing up.

HOPE
Really, why?

MERCY
Mom says it's because he was always Mr. Right.

HOPE
And?

MERCY
He is left forever standing up for rights.

HOPE
Maybe for your mom it can be like he's right there standing by her side.

MERCY
Yeah, never can tell who's gonna fall.

HOPE
We better go, we'll be late.

MERCY
Yeah. I think I'm going to sign up to give blood.

HOPE
There you go.

MERCY
Giving is like giving love. My mom taught me that.

HOPE
Yeah, it takes a lot of love.

The two turn and walk in unison toward side of stage, turn at the same time and
look over their shoulders and blow a kiss to the grave of the dead man.



1/17/15

Winter Reading

The Music School stories by John Updike
The Stories of John Cheever by John Cheever
A Good Scent From a Strange Mountain: Stories by Robert Olen Butler
Best Russian Short Stories edited by Thomas Seltzer
The Cry For Justice by Upton Sinclair

Numbers Poem (10,000 lakes)

10,000 lakes
by Sheri Grutz

10, 000 lakes: These are craters on the moon
we visited last year I was lightheaded
and stomach turning slowly like
underwater wood drift

10,000 lakes:These are bubble wrap you step on
after the gift arrived you couldn't
stop squeezing the callus on
your hand you got from shoveling

10,000 lakes: These are ice trays filled to the top
and leveled off like mini cakes
icing so smooth they melt
away the hours our hands heated

10,000 lakes: These are thumb prints of God
pressed down like we are the clay
we are the pools of clear souls
and so many shaking a stick at it