As soon as I rode out of Gettysburg and crossed the Mason-Dixon Line, everything started going south, It was completely opposite of how I felt passing through the Tofu Curtain.

"Aragon, I'm serious. Too many of the daycows are fat and sugary and full of weird chemicals. That can't be good for us bloodsuckers." Ambrose was looking thin these days. The den

One of the three blood trees left in the county is located in Kelsey's pasture on the other side of our fence. Anybody that ever chopped on one is dead. That tree is axe marked.

I found myself dancing with the shape of my future. I don't know if there was music and when it had started. First it led and then I led. Both of us are double left footed. Toes we

Her hands told much about abrasion and about tough times and the tough goats that flourished in the want. That is what brings everybody to Chinatown. The Want. Everybody wants it d

My imagination is a barren waste. There is no sound of water. There is no rock to use as a pillow. We're working together to molest your reason; to applaud your treason. It will be

Though there was only one way to be absolutely sure- he would have to make the 500 mile trek to Dr. Persnickety at the top of Brian's mountain. He had to find a way out. His life

I was going to tell her she was wrong thereby breaking down her premise but I remembered the Memo that told everybody not to tell her anything. I felt foolish for almost giving it

it so." They donned aprons and marched into the kitchen. Whipped cream was added to a secret sauce and brought to their leader. "Make mousseline, not war!"

She extruded herself into whatever headspace you were sporting at the time. She was flexible like that. She didn't depend on any definition of who she was, would or should be. She

I remembered when I made the universe up with only a stick with a string and a ball on one end. I got them inside the universe I was going to make with them. I called them Athena.

The first Comment on the back of the original Ten Commandments was from somebody called The Adversary. "Your mother called you and abomination to her womb." & then a Golden Calf.

I could die of looking for my inspiration, that cold hearted bitch of a human hybrid species. That gets my nanotes humming. The powercells are at peak; just waiting to lift off aft

But then an attachment, a hanging oner. Like a remora but around a thought. Wearing the language that defines our worldview. Clearly not inclusive but blindingly so. Our word being

One is tempted to point out that a thought is surely free of being clothed by any language. Thought needs no mediation to exist, purely then to travel; at that point, mediation.

It tried to get up and do just that but by the time it got it's appendages free of the netting it remembered how toilsome making the world a happier place would be. I re-reclined.

I looked up from the open chest cavity to try and place the movie. The head nurse gave me a stupid rise of a eyebrow. She better not start any shit. It was about a Dr. Moreau exper

I refuse to continue to lie to myself that it is up to me to make my own day. I've decided to outsource that task to you. So, go ahead and make my day. Don't scrimp on the details.

red to be sung again. Oh the safe word please say reeeeeeedddddd. My voice cried, having enough of the caterwauling people call BDSM.

extra points by shooting random people with arrows as I ice-skate to victory. If only target practice could be this fun everyday with my Harbor Indian friends.