It was something about being ourselves and not pretending that it would all revolve us: all of history conspiring to that purpose. Like a fleeting moment the moment flittered away.

It isn’t a tautology. It is only disguised as one.

I asked the Archon Huundeo to whisper God's name into my lost eye. He said 1000 paternosters first while I had to pump his communion with each one. I was saved by torture; my turn.

Remind me when I die to remember the message for my next life. I do it every time & I also forget every time. I know that I am all over the place when it comes to being something.

These Coco Puffs are probably going to kill me. Might as well be them. I would have preferred going out in the arms of the love of my life. She will never step outside this prison.

Saturday I was a Charbuch's Deli before they opened and I still wasn't the first one there. Abe Forman was already there, sitting in a portable chair instead of their cafe chairs.

I'm nothing but a burning wolf in amber, Milady, yet hope the scent of this my singèd fur doth please thy majestic nostrils.

Ted looked out onto the patio only to see his wife and mistress in bikinis. When that wasn’t what he saw, he returned to the paper and didn’t see his killers lounging by the pool.

Somewhere, I am sure, there is live coverage of one of the Cardassians getting her chocolate cherry popped. I’m not interested though because I’ve got FoldingStory. Which is worse?

I hate it when a random song’s barely heard chorus pulls me back down into my seventh hell. I really mean it. I hate it. I hate it as much as I love my mustard. No mustard in hell.

Ingvar and his bandmates strode into the Boar and Cleaver and sidled up to the bar in their black leather and silver runes. "That area is reserved for civilized people," said Mick

Tonight, not only will we move the clocks ahead, we will move humanity ahead as well. Tinfoil will only scramble the treatment. Noncompliance will result in derangement and death.

I'm so full of regrets and second thoughts. You have no idea how many times I've revised or scrapped this post and started over. A "what the hell attitude" does not come easily to

Boudreaux Tinker was a creature of habit; he’d get up before dawn, every day of the year, unfasten the trap door to his insulated underwear, and scratch his buttocks. Then he’d

It just got stupider. The Amish bearded praying mantis beamed at the new sarcophagus he had made for his #756th wife. Her opinion of it was quite different, for some reason. Thei

Man that was a tough day. Wait. That felt like more than a day. hold on a second. Its 3 o'clock. It was that time like 2 hours ago. Either my clock is dumb or

How many years did I meander through life without any direction, living off the Earth’s fruit, and the Sun’s energy, and God’s tears…weathered, withered, and worn…65 years? 66?

When I launched this arduous trip, I was a mere pup…very green and very wet behind the ears…but I was ambitious and I had faith; regrettably, neither has been easy to maintain.

Look, I am a reasonable approximation of an imaginary person who I will call, Me. Me and I don't always see eye to eye as we both have lazy eyes. Mine lazier than his. His eye does

First thing I noticed when I came on shift was that I was going to be working on the Millennium Falcon again. I guess Solo finally cleared things up with the space station. I knew