that I was in a complete blackout. I don't know what happened those 36 hours in question because I was blackout drunk. The video of me stealing the Space Shuttle & a lady astronaut

go to the back and grab a change of clothes. There was business that needed attended to tonight and this was no time for any mistakes or frivolity. Phil Swift handed him a

Just then I realized that the hunting guns would do me no good since they were unloaded and the ammunition was locked away. I quickly ran past them and headed deeper into the aisle

The subjective saw the world as revolving around itself. It not only projected meaning to it’s own absurdity it counted that as one of the meanings to pin our lives on. To hang ont

was enough to convince her that her fear was warranted by the highest authority. So she embraced the fear that fate's fiery finger wrote on her stone pedestal. No more once about i

All these avenues to go by & no guarantee any of them take you where you need or want to be. You could go by the narrow gate & be beset on all sides by the naysayers & sycophants.

What it looks like from the outside is way different that what it IS on the inside. On the inside, everything is plagued with doubts. Do I have a full picture? What are my biases?

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threshold this time was the entrance to Home Depot. So now should he and his doppelganger exchange a high-five, a fist-bump, a shoulder-bump, or pretend not to notice each other?

nosed, they usually have a short time to make the trek to the Himalayas to seek out some wise hermit who lives in the palm of a buddha carved into living rock. He or she tells them

Craters of the Moon Loretta was sitting on an apple crate picking at her teeth with a Buck knife she had found out back behind the Moon Door Closet of Convenience & Hygiene. She mi

I was being kept out from where I wanted to be. I would not wait for my turn. Fairness dictated my moment in the sun be telecast by all means around the world and to the stars.

Boyfriend and girlfriend changes into mentor/protege, into rivalry. The friends that they might have had are split between them like the vinyl. They don't publish to stay alive, th

What the writing is all about. It could be a grocery list or the plot to a badly plotted suspenseful comedy starring Margaret Cho and Buzz Aldrin. It doesn't matter if they're on b

The question wasn't whether it made sense to me but whether it made sense to the reader. The writer doesn't know your key. The writer doesn't even know the key to his own which is

It was my first week as a cub reported for the Grand Rapids Book of Receipts aka GRBR. I was shadowing ace reporter Louis Path into Offset Park. He's received a tip that there was

complete my ensemble for the next inaugural ball: a bewitching cocktail bra! But where to find one, now that it's no longer 1965? The answer was simple: I would go back in time.

hurry up and go for the play before his wife start getting hungry because last night they were talking about

keeping your finger in the dike lets you know how cold the water is." I have to say that right then in the middle of the storm, with the rain lashing us as it was, that I didn't un

"Yes, you. You fit the victim profile perfectly. Too perfect maybe. Now march on down there and get yourself hired. We need you on the inside to be our eyes, ears, and noses." I wa