he was in turmoil it wasnt chaos thank gawd 
                                                simple turmoil
he burned the cookies

so TURMOIL
                  Sorry kids were not having dessert tonight

Well have dinner but there wont be milk and cookies or coffee and cookies tonightwell segue right into The Bachelor after dinner your favorite show   why  still eludes me

they looked disappointed
                           they might wanna pull up their big girl pantiesthey were old enough to bake cookies and burn them too

Well shit no cookies with his coffee

but maybe a brandy
                        or maybe a Drambuie apricot schnapps an Amaretto hmm already sounding better than cookies

turmoil
       wha turmoil

anybody worth their salt digs themselves out from under the rubble

had it been chaoshad dinner guests arrived anticipating dessert which they seem to  which seem expected

he wasnt that kind of guest
a meal Thank you
he was happy

had he invited guests CHAOS well man he could duck out the back door he could let them knock go around to the windows and peer in incredulously when he didnt answer It doesn’t appear he’s home. Did you have the right date? did you call to confirm?

Why would I call to confirm? Did you think to call? why is it for me to call? the natives were getting restless  they were hungry

I suppose I could have, but I didn’t; maybe we had the wrong night. It would be unlike him not to call to cancel.

Well, he has been . . different . since the accident at our place
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                                                                    they were pleasantly drunk he was the party character who enactedwho refused to refrain from exaggerating the drama he revealed acting all the parts out in a ridiculous pratfall he went over their sofa backwards and banged the back of his head on the concrete-topped sofa table – Industrial Art – that wasnt there two weeks earlier -- they werent introduced – which they thought he would really dig  dig the angle-iron legs bolted into the slab of sanded and buffed greenconcrete

No he wasnt a fan
                         he remained glibso very witty Christ I missed the dead fish rolled up in a newspaper when I came in 

he bled profusely

he needed stitches

kindly he didnt bleed on their sofahis scalp was still in shock
                                                                  but if they ever pissed him off he could sink them together chained to it                                                                      

There was a sofa table, we understand.

A sofa table wha sofa table

An industrial concrete-topped one.

No  That kind of table wouldnt work into their décor Look around They liked things to complement each other The table youre describing officer wouldnt fit in itd be too eclectic

the cop didnt know what that meantbut he mumbled Yes and he nodded to emphasise his agreement  But. umm . . maybe that was the point.

I take your point

Okay he unfurled his wings to fly maybe the point of the sofa table was to be eclec . . 
. . Do you know wha eclectic means I mean wouldnt a person prefer to be known as eclectic rather than something they owned  being eclectic

I suppose.

Eclectic Drawn from broad and diverse range of sources 

Okay.

In regards to the table you referenced  Im unfamiliar . . though it would break from their ifyawoud decorating tradition  their apparent sense and tastes 

You don’t remember it?

I dont know of it  anby your description it was something I wouldnt have liked  it would have stuck out like a sore thumb  An I would have said as much without them asking me 
Therefore I would remember it

leaving the house his exit was as unexpected and seriocomedic as his livingroom pratfall that he performed for his friends away from their other guests
                                       he went out the back door with a plastic bag of ice bound to the back of his head with towel he promised to call when he was leaving the hospital 

he could have walked it

he drove

his head throbbed

it was a discreet exit

they left left thoroughly confused

chaos averted

he escaped
            back to back now  first an exit now an escape   

Semantics a voice inside his head challenged him You fled

OhChrist  I left

Suddenly

Precipitously

Suddenly

Excuse me when it looks like its going to rain to you yawanna bring an umbrella  Precipitously See  Im playing off precipitation

I followed  Suddenly

Youre full of sh . . 
. . Everyones  full of shit

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