"15 Skulls" - Day 11

Tran Oozing met me out front, he told me to go home. It made no sense but so far it was the least bizarre thing that had happened all day.
So I ignored him.

He seemed fine with that.
Having no recourse, I decided to go home.
Let me explain myself, there was nothing funny about Tran and my curiosity was not piqued. That is the only explanation I can offer but things were getting neck deep and I did not want to get involved in Tran's non-funny business.
I had a job to do and there was definitely funny business going on, so I had no time to take on Tran's business and double my workload.
If I was a franchise, I'd just give him our 1-800 number but I could not.

Tran did not get my number that day, but I think you now know why as I just explained it in the last sentence. You were paying attention, weren't you? Because I certainly am not getting paid for all this.
Maybe I should have taken Tran and his business, as non-funny as it was. He might have paid me.
I am going home, in case you forgot.

"15 Skulls" - Day 10

I took my stuff in my duff and went to the Drippy Film Theatre, luckily it was not far.

The Drippy Film did not have a lot of patrons, I was never sure as to why but as a detective I thought the name might be the answer. I suggested they change the name to the Oozing Film Theatre but they said they would not change a thing, that Drippy was a family name and Oozing was a competitor of theirs and they did not want a bunch of confusion.
Their logic was sound.
Marvin was not there. I was going to have to see Oozing establishment and see if Marvin was there. Maybe see what their films looked like, too, but it did not seem like Oozing's would be too clear. They showed foreign art films that tended to be surrealistic and meandering in nature.
Like I said, 'not too clear' and I liked a strong narrative.

"15 skulls" - Day 9

Marvin was a player, a player of football. And, since he insisted on wearing his cleats everywhere he went, there was no chance of him being at the ice rink out on the ice. I don't know why I went there to find him really.
Marvin would be at the movies, I don't know why I thought that but it seemed now in retrospect a better place to look for Marvin and maybe I could lose the chick caterwauling about paint on her in the dark theatre. I really did not have a clue, but I did have 15 skulls (assorted colors) that were weighing on me.
I shifted the bag of them to my other shoulder. That seemed to help.

15 skulls - day 8, a day somewhere in the reverse to Friday in some sense.

The Meat-hook was a particular place, not many places allow you to skate around on thin ice with cold cuts and slabs of pork, chicken, or beef. A few but not many and we were all probably pretty thankful for those few that did.

I strapped on my blades, put the toy skulls in a sack, hit the ice, and went to see a man named Marvin. But before I got a chance to see him, the management told me to put on some ice skates. The butcher knives I had just bought were not accepted as outerwear. Sure, bring your meat but leave your cutlery at home. I smelled bigotry but it could have been pastrami. Whatever it was, it made me hungry to see Marvin.

15 skulls - day 7, the day after the day before Friday

His wife's name was Victoria but everyone called her, "Cherry." Everyone but me as I was always out of the loop, and no, the loop was not a place like the Meatgrinder (the corner butchershop next door to the ice skating rink that was named the "Meat-hook").

He (the man in the hockey mask) thanked me for doing most of the things he requested and explained that he was just joking around about the cherry tree and shaving his wife. I failed to correct him that I had done everything he asked and assumed that one way or another when he got home he'd find out. I forgot to ask him for reimbursement for the tree I bought and planted in his yard, then cut down. Shaving his wife did not solve my problem with the 15 skulls dropped on my doorstep, but it went a long ways.

Her sideburns/"mutton chops" were absolutely freaking me out.

15 skulls - day 6

It was odd. Chopping down cherry trees seemed to have gone out of style, I tell you no lies.
It seemed a lot of work, especially to ask someone to do if you were going out of town. Moreover so when you did not even have a cherry tree to be found on your property. Some people just really don't like cherries I was to find out.

15 skulls - day 5

Being in a butchershop, I do not know why it would shock me to see a guy wearing a hockey mask in there. It was right next to a ice rink, and often you'd see blood on the ice in there next door. People kept dropping their prime rib and steaks when skating. The lockers were broken, so people always went skating with their meat.

I was just shocked to see him.
I thought he was out of town. Why had he asked me to pick up his mail, water his plants, feed his dog, paint his fence, and chop down his cherry tree? Not to mention shave his wife?