The Judas Event
Story
by Alvaro Villanueva.
Concept and illustrations by Adam Christopher Strange.
Copyright © Famous Postmodernist 1994
503 Metairie Rd Suite 2
Metairie LA 70005
Adam Christopher Strange 1996 sings it all the
time, "I'd like to thank my buddies for
sticking the knife in my back, back, back, back."
His hair, parted down the middle, hangs down
symmetrically. He says, "Madam I'm Adam." And
even when he has three arms, he manages to make
the middle one stay straight up or down and its
pinkie is another thumb.
He comes to pick me up and, before anything
else, gives me string and says, "Tie a knot;
I die heir of ebb-time's might before I die tonight." His
games are strange but fun to follow. I tie a
knot.
Then he sings the knife song. He dances around
with his hands behind him as if he were pulling
it out.
We go in his convertible. He drives it in reverse
down the block. Fast and straight, as if he were
still on other planets lifting clouds of colorful
dust, chasing the picture of a girl full of holes.
On the avenue I ask where we're going. He doesn't
answer because he is singing songs that surprise
me. Lyrics about people I'd like to meet or people
who might actually be in love.
We stop at the supermarket. The door on the
passenger side is broken and hasn't opened in
years. Normally, I can just jump in and out,
but because it is cold and he put the convertible
top up, I have to get out through the door on
his side. I'm clumsy and get stuck on the gear
shift. |