There’s a contest going on over at Mama’s Losin’ It! Kat’s giving away all sorts of stuff. I’m hoping to win the Target gift card. You can put your name in the hat once by commenting on the contest blog and again by adding her to your blogroll. And one more time by working a bunch of Kat-specified words into a post on your own blog. Which is what I’m doing here.

For the Love of LOL: A tiny, tiny story that goes nowhere
Shirley stepped out of the shower, grabbed her cell phone and her favorite beige towel and hightailed it to the living room to turn down the stereo.

“Hello?” she answered. She wondered briefly why she continued to answer that way, as if the salutation were a question. As if the cell phone hadn’t already told her it was her best friend Maureen on the other end.

“Guess who’s coming to town?” Maureen shrieked. It was a bit early for Maureen’s histrionics, Shirley thought with a sigh.

“I don’t know, Mo,” she said. “Who?”

“Lowell O’Leary and the Lesbian Greyhounds!”

Shirley’s heart skipped a beat. The Greyhounds? In South Nowheresville? Maureen had to be mistaken.

“You’re kidding me, right? Why would they come here?”

“LOL’s grandmother went to high school here, I guess, and they’re doing a benefit show,” Maureen said, “for the Save the Fluke Foundation.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Shirley said as her excitement waned. “Someone’s playing you, Maureen. You’re so gullible.”

“Oh, what do you know?” Maureen said.

“Please don’t bring your epistemology in to this,” she said. “I’m in no mood for a philosophical debate.”

“Whatever, Shirl. Check their MySpace!”