dimanche 5 août 2007

Paris: II

ON THE MORROW

Reader, I am going to have to take a bit of creative liscense here and change the perspective of my undercover work. You see, embarassing as it is to relate, I can comprehend no untoward meaning from how Mindy and Breanna spent their second day together in Paris. I have a few suspicions of course...mainly that they were working on keeping up appearances, trying to be themselves. All I can relate is that they did suspiciously Mindy-ish and Breanna-ish things. Much too obvious. They should have perceived this, mischief-makers of their caliber and all.

Ch. 1
When Mindy awoke, her arms were underneath her and bloodless. Finding no connection between her brain and her movements, her corpse-like body was resigned to a morning of repose. Mindy instead fell to observing the guest chamber in Breanna's paris flat. When she had regained her ability to sit up in bed, she tarried just a little longer, thinking about the events of the night before. She remembered the late night tea wherein secrets were at long last revealed to her counterpart. Secrets that went to the very heart of her identity. Mindy smiled to think of her new dancing skills, that were still fresh from her experiences in Africa, and the wild night of dancing and singing for Breanna. With all the charm that reflection held, Mindy was loathe to leave her bed until sometime between 11:26 am and noon. But she soon felt a change of scene was in order.

Ch. 2
Revitalized to her very bones from rest and reflection, Mindy enjoyed a Parisian breakfast with Breanna in the drawing room. To the observer with his nose in the keyhole (although, Reader, I assure you I am above such practices), all their subjects seemed correct at breakfast, nothing yet something might have been said...[I did overhear this rather convincing conspiracy theory put forth by Breanna that sounded like pure genius :). I am not a gambling person, but I suspect if one was to put a bit of money on Breanna's Harry Potter theory: That Harry is himself a Horcrux, one could benefit immensely...] They did not see fit to immerge until early-afternoon. And where was their destination? Second-hand bookstores. Is it suspicious to you, Reader, that out of all the attractions to attend to in this beautiful city, they decided to go straightaway into the only canadian bookstore in all of paris? I only heard snippets of their conversation, but certain sources tell me they were even heard quoting a book titled "Canadian Xenophobia." What could all this blatant patriotism mean? Only one thing: Mischief.


Ch. 3
Upon leaving a secondhand bookstore, Mindy and Breanna talked about the differences between the country and the city (Don´t be alarmed yet, dear Reader. Their conversation did not reach the point of antipathy towards city travels that would be necessary to raise a security alert, but there was a general dislike being stressed....In breanna, who has had to walk on the merde-lined Parisian streets for the last two months, it might be considered suspiciously strong, but not yet dangerous). Right before boarding the metro to go to their next destination, their shoulder bags bulging under the weight of literature, an interesting development took place...Mindy glared at Breanna in shock and embarassment and said: "how could you make such as important decision without me????" Yes, Mindy and Breanna have also taken steps to guard their individual identities, some might say they went a little too far. The outburst Mindy made refers to Breanna´s extremity as regards meat. You see, Breanna has been a vegetarian for years now, supposedly without consulting Mindy first, who it would appear had no knowledge of this dastardly deed. Despite Breanna's assurances to the contrary "Mindy, be reasonable, am I to believe you have never before comprehended my antipathy tozards meat?" Mindy's expression says it all.


books arranged in a semi-circle
Why else would Mindy have learned French?
Momo
all their body language seems to suggest:
the orange glows
attracts little children
can be used as a ball
is defected
"She Stoops to Conquer" a suspicious title indeed. Does their plot include securing husbands for themselves? The spent a suspicious amount of conversation on the subject of Boys.
Rumour has it that they made Indian food and watched a few British comedies (Jeeves and Wooster to be precise).


THE DAY AFTER THAT: ON THE MARROW
Up
Cereal without milk
catacombs
red hats
cafe
ghost story
cemetery
apple tart and baguette
theological discussion
pantheon
home
montparnasse - they sought out this one particular crepe stand?
Sacre-Coeur
appearances kept up, bought a beret to try to blend in
men on the metro
wine
weiner man
pelvis bone
the drum

undesirable objects

JUST CALL ME MOMO: a firsthand account
Well, I was doing a bit of undercover work. Just lying low, trying my best to personify the Algerian, second generation immigrant alibi that was assigned to me. My superiors hadn´t revealed to me exactly why or what my mission was exactly. So, I decided to have a bit of fun with it. I adorned my gold chain neclace and white pants, rounded up a couple of Algerian cronies, got my hair cut, then set my mind on a relaxing, uneventful day in the Park Villette. This park, being fairly new and a good ways away from the center of Paris, was really one of the last I would have suspected for a destination by the two notorious mischief makers. My pack of friends decided to sit around a low cement wall and I split to flirt with a couple of girls as we waited. My expectations weren´t very high....and then....I saw them. There they were, sitting together wrapped in a pashmino shawl with a curious arrangement of books around them. Even if they weren't an assignment,the semi circle of books around them, was a natural curiosity. I drew towards them, white pants glaring and smiled. They looked at me in amazement at first, and I sat down before they had time to recover their manners....

mardi 31 juillet 2007

Nota bene: a suspicious document has been found, yet to be deciphered....

*every clue points to this being the handiwork of M not B. Found, line 4, Paris metro. Any suggested translations are welcomed.

"Once upon a time there was a plucky ploddering bustard with a very bad temper. His name was Frederick. Frederick had a critical friend named Henrietta. Frederick was spasmodically in love with Henrietta. To show his love for her he decided to launder. So he put on a flippant suit, bought a fripperous engagement ring and laundered all night long. She was completely won over. They lived often ever after."

NOTORIOUS MISCHIEF MAKERS RETURN, the New York Times, Tuesday, July 31st,

Infamous makers of mischief, Mindy and Breanna, seem to have come out of hiding after a period of 15 years. Under the title "The adventures of Mindy and Breanna Part I: THE LONG AWAITED REUNION", an article was submitted anonymously to a journal and made known to the public. This release of information regarding the activities of the two dangerous and most world-renowned mischief-makers represents a serious breach in national security. Upon reading the aforementioned article, people in the cities of London, New York and Paris took to the streets in a panic entirely appropriate for the situation. "I just don't feel safe anymore," were the words of 17 year old DanielRadcliffe. "I think we may have to entirely cease the making of any more Harry Potter Movies." This, after police informed Radcliffe that they had reason to believe he may be a particular target. Police picked up on a correspondance between the two mischief-makers, in which they cruelly and mercilessly insulted both his hair and his acting skills. Fellow actress in the harry Potter series playing the role of Hermoine Granger, had this to say: "We will continue with the movies. We won't let the terrible threat of mischief alter our daily lives. Those who cannot be named -- the mischief-makers themselves -- cannot and will not intimidate us. We will not live our lives in fear. We will make the next movie, inspite of Daniel's perhaps less-than-satisfactory acting. It's amazing how much special effects can do for a movie." J.K. Rowling had no comment, leading police to suspect that she may be an accomplice of the fearsome pair. The subtle mention of a "curious jingling noise" and of a second world in the mysterious article reinforced this notion. It may be possible that the whole of the magical realm may be aligned with the mischief-makers. In response to this world-wide crisis, US president, George W. Bush, spoke of the role of mischief in the axis of evil. He finished his speech with the fateful words: "The war on Mischief has begun." Needless to say the world is ill at ease, and anxiously awaits the second installment of "The Adventures of Mindy and Breanna," which will further make clear the duplictous plans of the returned and reuionited makers of mischief.

lundi 30 juillet 2007

The adventures of Mindy and Breanna Part I: THE LONG AWAITED REUNION

Ch 1
Long before Mindy arrived Breanna was waiting. Her circumstances of That Friday led her to come home in anticipation of the reunion, but exhausted. She fell asleep upon the couch to be awakended in a start by the ring of her phone (nota bene: the consequences of this jarring sound has haunted her ever since in a curious jingling noise that is not describable. It is not quite similar to the ring of her phone, but close enough to create a dissonance that--to this day--continually turns her mind to the thought that there might be in existence, not one world but two....:). She would be late for the event of her anticipation. The information that the telephone call conveyed was pivotal both to this plot and to the rapid change of settings you are about to experience in this narrative. That is to say, Breanna suddenly found herself transported to a colorful metro station sometime between 11:26 and midnight...

Ch. 2
The four stops it would take for her to reunite with her counterpart in mischief, namely the one and infamous Melinda Anne Hebron herself, were ploddering. Breanna noticed her singular presence en route as being the only female, undressed for a Friday evening's usual festivities, nor indeed carrying anything about her person, not even a handbag, as to suggest at her intended purpose. She was, in a word, unattatched. The many gentleman in her car seemed to perceive this and take it to heart. Breanna had no intention of seeming to encourage her fellow metro-mates. But her side glances in their direction, coupled with her propensity to glean information from her surroundings, and the fact that she has not learned yet to be overt in her observance, seemed to work a spell of encouragement on the (no doubt otherwise perfectly good natured and well meaning) chaps. This situation enlightened Breanna with the seriousness of her purpose: to escort the unexperienced and dazzlingly beautiful Mindy to safety. She must not fail. As the stops progressed, Breanna steeled her mind from distractions and decided a non-committal glaring-but slightly lowered-stare would be the safest way to avoid personal encounters. When the moment of the mission came to its climax, Breanna snapped back into her usual self, doing away with her disguised personality, and exited the car. And then she saw her....

Ch. 3
Mindy was there. In person. She held a large saran-wrapped object (which I'll have you know, I immediately ascertained was a go-to-ghana bag ;). She too was disguised. The hump of luggage on her person, would in most instances call to mind the image (at the first unprocessed glance), of a young camel. This impression would naturally not work for long (even for the the average person), but it sufficed for this mission, and one can only applaud Mindy for her resourcefulness. The camel impression even fixed itself in Breanna's mind at first! However, on closer inspection, Breanna came to the conclusion that what she was seeing was indeed a person whom she recognized (albeit with an unusually tanned complexion.) Her eye printed upon her brain the form of a well-known personnage, her dear and oldest living friend, Mindy. In the moment of reunion, Mindy and Breanna satisfied themselves with a brief show of affection, somewhat overdone considering the ever-shadowing possibility of their being "found out"...but, Reader, certainly this is an instance in which the cliche, "allowances must be made" applies....... [Footnote: You must forgive the fact, my dear Reader, not only in this instance but as the story progresses (so as not to cause you too much shock, I deign to forshadow what is to come in case you miss the obvious), that these two are not British and hence have no responsibility towards the notion of British reserve.]

Ch. 4
The important part of the mission being over, Mindy and Breanna rode home at their leisure. They both did their part to act completely unimportant and engaged in a dialogue of small talk about what their lives "have been" like. They especially made a show of saying in louder-than-natural voices where they had both been lately, Mindy in Africa, Breanna in Europe. To the unbiased and ill-wishing observer alike, no one would suspect that Mindy and Breanna were old friends who secretly know a lot about each other and each other's families. They seemed engaged in a game of "catch up." No one, not even the Master of Mischief himself, could suspect that their small talk was actually an elaborate code, memorized by them both as a second language from infancy, and retained as a useful form of saying something important and nothing at the same time. I shall translate the essence of what they were really saying for you: "We must lead the public to believe in our separate lives and identities. Everything operates upon the principle that the two of us work as a team. We must not let the word get out that it has been our plan all along to have been separated for all these years, and that our mischief will begin again in due course. Those who know of our former mischief must all die off before we can resume our activities. This has recently happened. It is time to come together again and conquer the world!!!!!!!"

Ch. 5
Yes. You see, Reader, Breanna and Mindy have had this plan all along. Their separation all these years and their grand adventures as they have been growing up apart, have been vital to their earthly mission: to cause mischief wherever they go. For years they have been gaining experiences, new circles of friends, and plotting. Why else would Breanna have convinced her family to move to the United States? And, what has Mindy been guarding all these years by remaining in their former neighborhood? A dangerous and compromising position, considering all the early signs of their mischief causing future, and the concentration of suspicious mischief-causing instances by the two throughout their childhood? Who, upon tracking their patterns over the years would suspect that they have been meeting secretly twice-yearly in the one place no one would guess to see them together--a shopping mall! To the casual observer, both of them have become nice, normal, and promising young women. They are interested in learning and have become well-travelled citizens of the world. BUT....I would propose that the globetrotter disguise has actually been preparation to cover the most territory possible for spreading mischief. Why else would Mindy have a plane ticket that flew, upon her leaving Breanna in Paris, from London from Africa to Paris to Frankfurt to Vancouver all in 56 hours? I know why. She is testing her limits. Seeing how much can be accomplished continentally under certain periods of time and under certain conditions....either that or she has an interest in causing mischief solely between the latitudes and longitudes of Africa/Europe and Canada. Only time will reveal the result of her research. Reader beware! This is only the beginning of a long tale of falsely leading proportions. Now that the two are reunited there will be no stopping them. I am about to relate just a sample of their abilities, based on a cleverly documented series of circumstances of their time together in Paris....stay tuned.

Join me soon for the continuation, ON THE MORROW.