Though she looked a bit less cute now with her fresh tattoos, cigarette, and bandana. "You 3 best not puss out on me now," the fawn growled, "Bambi got bills to pay." Bank robbery

Transforming from a master Being to a mere being who's only job is to exist is discombobulating. Yet, reassuring. I wanted to learn how to merely exist.

Oh oh. I just leaked into the internet proper. I forgot when I was or where. That guy that wasn't there wasn't there again. He sends his regards. He also sent you Sasha & Babushka.

Had been unknown. Now that I have seen it as an absence, I see it's presence everywhere. Being empty does have its rewards. Not that you'll see them that way. You have to look into

I"ve come around to buying into the whole utterance divorced from intent. I worked at it all during my breakfast salad. It would be the distinction that was missing between speakin

I reiterate. Nothing I fold in here represents my true feelings about any subject. Especially those in the first voice. Did you really think I thought I was a speaking astrolabe?

At the time that I used it, I noted to myself, how sure I felt about using it. I forget so much these days that I didn't want to find out if I had forgotten that one. Don't tell me

I can ease up on things now that i am in state. The mongeese are still out there. But then, when aren't they? I'm not trying to kid myself that this is the right state but it is

Even if I can finally recognize that I had started this story (voco sotto), I'm still surprised that it is something I wrote. Where was I when I started this? Who was I then? How

read on the 19th layer of the onion's version of The Onion. Everything got murkier the further down they dug into the onion. By the time it got to center, Prez. Vidalia was King Vi

Advised her with way too much fondness (truth is…I wanted to take that bird she rewarded me with and thrust it up her nostril until it gets wedged and she can’t pull it loose).

I stopped myself from saying "Bless You" to my screen. Its sneeze had sounded so human. I put my face closer to the screen. "I can see your nose hairs," my screen said. "Where," I

"They're here," Rye said, kicking Stu who was pretending not to be sleeping. As the senior guard, it was Stu's call. Stu mostly stood to look over the crenelations. "In the sky,"

"Do you smell something, Rotting Eggs?" Rotting Eggs took a sniff. Nothing. Then he smelled another nothing. "Somethings up", Rotten Eggs said to Indian Stan, who'd already sussed

I initially asked to be his lab assistant as a ploy to work closely with him. I learned much later Professor Gronk Barnes had used his mind control on me to practice polyandry with

Stop scratching your heads over that one and look at where this moment has brought us. Besa, besa me muchu... The adventure has begun. Mind your manners & tip well. Always have a

cut me off from the trailhead. I saw that was she was doing so I feinted a run towards her. The grizzly Mama didn't buy it. You didn't get to be her size by being stupid. I started

"Ok, thanks for volunteering me, but, sure, I say what you want me to say. I adore melons," said some guy behind me who was watching us shoot the commercial. Everybody turned to

Just one of a lot others who try to tell me what to do. Gravity is my worse enemy and my best friend. They're equal statements. Yes. Then there is that one. You know the one. Don't

It bears repeating. Nothing I write in here is to be taken as my personal view on any subject. When I contribute here, I am trying to hear the Gestalt. I put down what it tells me.