The government knew he was only 9 when they sent him a "free" game that made him real money for "Special Missions". That Special Mission tonight was to assassinate a friendly power

Then he heard himself hiccup on the screen. He knew his own hiccup. He turned to the news story. It was that day's assassination of a friendly power. It was blamed on hackers. Wut?

What the government forgot to do was sand box their operation from the Subway app. The boy's mother's account was compromised by two separate state entities & 7 GTOs or syndicates.

At least one of the state entities was a foreign state. A state having an innate animus for the other state. The boy's state, nation, school district, 5G coverage area. Everything

Being an oracle, Delphine had know before I met her that six years later I would be reminding her of this very thing. So she didn't go into this as blind I as i did. I thought we

The fairy Godmother was holding audience. The 1st to appear before her was Dyiis representing the Blue Fairies. Dyiis stepped up & kissed the fairy Godmother's hem. "What tidings

The aroma of my accidental chicken soup would have had Leroy Jenkins running here. Alas, he met his fate on that WOW battlefield. "Chicken's ready." Chicken's ready indeed. Why did

"Yesterday they were two German couriers. Today they're the honored dead." That, in Rick's mind, was getting lucky. Who needs another bullet in the head with luck like that?

Watching the birds through my rear window while in a wheelchair makes me, sometimes, long for a rope. Who knew that vertigo and the 39 steps would make me psycho? Like strangers on

Consider this moment, right NOW. You and I, Here Now. Me on this side of the screen: you on that side. Both of us Here Now. And now it is gone and we're left with a memory and NOW.

You swiped left and that has made no difference. You still accidentally beheaded your date. Why does this keep happening to you? Will you ever find the right garrote proof throat?

"And that is all she wrote." "Then who wrote her suicide note?"

Peaches again.

Usually that authority was might. He might do this or he might do that. Either way, our response was contingent on what he did. Because whatever he might do or not do, infringes on

Ostentatious is the word that came to mind when I first saw him. Good Riddance were the last. But I can't pretend there wasn't any other words between us. There was that one word.

At some point one has to kick the tires or flush the toilet when they're entering a new space like foldingstory. One has to stand in awe at the arbitrariness of 180 characters.

I don't feel special when I say special. I didn't feel it either time. Does that make me special? Not that kind of special. Now you're the one being special. Stop being special.

Be special, if you want. It shouldn't matter what i want for you. Sure I want you to be special. Mostly though, I want you to be you. If that is being special then that is all the

Tea leaves were giving me the silent treatment. It felt like a shunning. What congregation did I share with you? Entrails were the same. Silent. Perhaps I could scry in the mirror.

Neologisms. That was another one I was prone to. Softly, though. "Assume the position." And I always did. As if I could imagine velocity alone. What mattered mattered with density.