I found out I was going to need my passport to go to Canada. I've been going to Canada all my life and I never needed a passport before. Times change. The dispensary would need it.

I was looking at myself 30 years ago. I made sure not to be seen myself. My second suicide attempt had gotten me kicked out of the service. Good riddance. They got their pound of

A reminder that noting I fold here is autobiographical. I've never been to Arcturus IV with a Vesuvian Armada at my beck & call. I made these Vesuvian gold backscratchers in rehab.

The problem with calling it a Death Star is that it really only sells one message. Its lethality overshadows all the positive aspects of a mobile planetoid sized space station.

Leaving the ejaculating mime behind we next made our way to the Via d' Dolor. Each side of the street was lined with shops selling authentic relics. "That's a lot of finger bones."

I had to grip of myself. "My head is not about to explode," I told myself. I wasn't buying it. "That's what they all say up to the point when their heads explode." "She did say I

The crew set out for the op-shop, masks on and wallets bulging. "I'm going to buy so many used jigsaw puzzles," declared Stacey. "Well, I'm going to find men's flannel shirts,"

I thought about no-one, and no-one thought about me. We never met often beneath an imaginary tree. We never touched, we never kissed; we never knew what we never missed. We never

There was no question. The idea was his and his alone. But where did he get it? Had the old grey matter thrown him a bone? Or maybe HE had reached in and placed the idea there. How

Almost everyone gasped at the news. That’s when we noticed that Phillip Gardner-Lanet was gone. Kevin found him in the atrium repeating “lethality” to himself. “It doesn’t sound ri

Gene left town a few weeks later. His cousin Jeb, before he died, told me Gene had joined the Navy. He was a SEAL in Vietnam. Last I heard, around '74 he was a mercenary in Angola.

I hadn't seen Ann in over 2 decades. Despite my mask & the years she recognized me on the street in Omaha. My 1st thought: "She was there my first time." She'd been an onlooker to

My “Manuscript found next to a dead Uber driver” was really a retelling of Philip Gardnier-Lanet’s “Memories of the fœtus”. But from the POV of the dead driver’s Kia Sorrento. When

So much for staying off the tree for a week. What other plan of mine will go awry next? Dare I ask my Queen for succor? I’d be a cheeky monkey indeed. Sucking eggs would be my fate

It was something about the way she carried her eyes at breast level. We didn't have to choose. Unfortunately, eventually our mind gave up on trying to work out how she did it & we

He came from friendlyville, the friendliest place from here to Upper Darby, & from Upper Darby to Encinitas. He was born, raised, reared, educated and deflowered in Friendlyville.

What do you do when you're more zombie than you'd like to be? You zombie on. Like they say; Once you go zombie, you never go back. Move to some place with smart brainiacs. Silicon

It is too late to plan for your zombie phase if you're already in your zombie phase. Make it easier for yourself when it happens. The good brains are not coming to you. You have to

Styles O'Grady had been right. They had been suppressing his powers. The pills they gave him to keep him "sane", most likely. He knew he hadn't yet done the thing he'd set out to

I had volunteered for this mission. My consciousness was placed in stasis while the proper body was generated. My original body was later used as the Master for domestic clones. As