-
Turns out that Alan Parson's Eye-in-the-Sky project wasn't his at all. He had lifted it from my mind and was passing it off as his own genius. Never mind that I had never done
-
intellect, instead preferring to work on your physique." Pinkerman thought to object to this possibly rude statement, but became distracted the oil glistening off his abs. "Shiny,"
-
The liars they pay to spout nonsense on the telly claim the local parish priest denies the dancing sheep are baaing in an Enochian Key. "Sheep don't have the vocal cords needed for
-
Having survived being killed at Wounded Knee by the simple expedient of being left behind that day at the fort due to a stomach ailment I blame on "friendly" injuns, the army sent
-
It felt weird being incarnate and localized again. Took me a while to remember how to navigate in XYZT space. The mission seemed silly, but the pasha's book-fear needed to be
-
The woman who claimed to be the boy's grandmother led us through the compound. There were armed men and women milling about nervously when they saw our cameras. Filming of Punked
-
Sex hour came and went and he had made not the slightest gesture of intimacy or even kindness. He switched the 6G back on (which we all knew was just a formality). I couldn't reach
-
aspic has been disrespected, I tell you what. Squabs have their own little lives and momentary contemplations. When we die in our disagreeable templates after doing our damage,
-
It is odd how history got split into BC and AD again: Breakfast Cake and After Dinner (cake, presumably). The two hottest shows on everybody's brainstem. Both hits across multiple
-
We didn't know what it meant. What did we know about calendars? We were insurance agents in the desert hawking actuary tables 2000 years before the abacus was invented. Imagine the
-
Then one day we were told that we didn't have to write BC after the date anymore and that the years would start going up from now on; instead of going down. We went from 1BC to 1.
-
I felt the weight of the light hit me when I turned it on. Why did I make this world so concretely? Does it have enough uncertainty, injustice, and or suffering? Did I let it cool?
-
"Get off me, you pawing primate! I have no wish to cuddle with your slowly decaying meat. I'll brook no distractions as I cultivate first the diamond then the sublime vehicle of my
-
"Feeling is old school. But acknowledgment would be nice. All I'm asking is if you can see me now, whatever G your peepers blaze. Even my shadow on your static would be something
-
Ron understandably struggled with this burden, as he could speak all languages of the cosmos, but he was just visiting his parents and didn't want their homeowner's association to
-
Edmond threw his pen against the wall and then his ink bottle, to little effect. His innards contorted. "What use are these artifacts born of my subtle travails, when the suffering
-
a device you bought off a shrimp boat a few seasons back that does all the messy parts of cleaning your kills for you. I might've forgot to tell you to mind the platypus's spurs.
-
disengaging from the victim." "Objection. Your Honor, the DA is prejudicating the case by referring to a victim. It has yet to be established that there is a victim. That is what
-
It was in early August 1981 and I was working with Drukenberg on the mountain. Yeah, that Drukenberg. I didn't know what he was until that day at the Post Graduate School mess. We
-
This killing of joy of yours is getting old. is getting old. so old. Your cold lips accuse me with silence. Your eyes won't look away. The coins won't stop them from looking. Awake