Mixed Tidings on Pointe

The swiftness of change. Almost overnight, an entire carnival set up shop next to the decrepit Garrett Lanes. With neon lights, cheap stalls, a freak show, an "organ grinder", and bumper cars that break down more often than they collide with each other, this fair has all the makings of the classic tawdry carnival. This concoction of "talent" is humorously and aptly named CarnEvil (Ba dum tish). It is filled with an exorbitant amount of capricious clowns; entertaining kids by day yet inhabiting Queens by night. Even though I'm quick to criticize this dreadful CarnEvil, it is the most exciting thing to come to Finche Pointe in nearly a decade. This is quite sad, considering the last thing to rile up the Pointenians was when the remnants of occupant 201 were discovered in the bathtub after decaying for nearly two full months. When asked by reporters why it had taken so long for the unmistakeable smell of a decomposing body to arouse suspicion, Ace Allen eloquently replied, "Some people prolly jus thought dat somone was cookin dinner. I mean, meat is meat, it don have to smell good." But enough of exciting things. A CarnEvil can only stir up only so much commotion because. Aside from than that, the bleak and lackluster neighborhood remained unchanged. Keezy Le' Breezy continued "dancing" (if you consider dancing to be memorizing the dance moves in each popular music video broadcast on MTV) in CM (Creative Movement or as I like to call it, Copying Mtv). The self proclaimed "Sugar" continued to cut hair and sew weave into peoples' hair. Usually, the name "Sugar" is intended to emulate the sweetness that a particular person has. In this specific case, "Sugar"should not be associated to the bright, crisp, white sugar that proliferates in kitchens. Instead, the correlation should be with the brown, spoiled, fermenting sugar found on the ground at amusement parks (like CarnEvil). But oh well, maybe change isn't so swift after all.