My grandma always made the best chili. That is, until...it...happened. The unthinkable. The unimaginable.

When my four minutes are up foldingstory just publishes my incompleted line unasked. How embarrassing.

On my thankful-for list, shoes that don't require hands to put on, are #3.

Most of my nights are restless. Jarvis is dead!?! How is that possible? Worse yet, how does Detective Marcus think I had anything to do with it. Murder? Me?

Speak power to you. You soak it up. You get higher. You're transcendent. Let go and embrace it. Flow with the Flow to where it is going. Feel good. He happy. The captain asks that

Hello test

I guess I'm cranky because of my melting popsicle syndrome and the fact that it has rained every day and night for the past two freaking weeks! No wonder why my Anaconda is asleep!

Buster laid on the cool floor next to the table. Outside nothing moved. It was too hot!

No one will see me in my GREAT BOX DISGUISE! (thought the cat.)

We are whirling and twirling out of control, but everything is under control. We are always being controlled, even when we don't know it. Someone has control of the controller.

Her friends fight back. She does not. Her friends die. She survives.

after a single day of working as a cook, Flippy the burger-flipping robot has stopped flipping. It wasn't the high pressure job, zero pay, or menial repetition that got to Flippy.

I finally understood toothpaste for dinner. It is still not my favorite but in a pinch it will do. I had a list to do. I woke in a room in my bed. My Sun in the sky. My earth under

What's more he was wearing wizard pajamas and touting red rope licorice in both hands. Clearly this was not the man we were meant to visit tonight. Nevermind that the pjs were

He'd just make up new lyrics to songs on the fly, much to the amusement - and annoyance - of others. Today he was singing, "Buh buh buh butterface, buh buh butterface" as he

I could spend an hour watching her garden and nothing more! And even when off-angle, tilting ever-so-closer to complete balance, both physical and mental balance I enjoy the view.

The Sun screamed, and Barnes smiled. "Such a miracle, brethen" He muttered

She stirred me…stimulated, motivated, and provoked me. Hours after we withdrew, she excited me…and thrilled me…and aroused me. ...I have no clue how I'm staying awake for this film

77 conjoined fighting fish, each a master in their own fish martial art, circled each other warily as the Colosseum slowly filled with water.

Can a carnivorous plant meet, fall in love with and marry a human woman with a an allergy to poison ivy and bees? How would they cross pollinate? Did she even know what a stamen