Faster than a speeding photon. Less massive than a electron. Able to pass through a million lightyears of lead without interacting. Is it quark? Is it a WIMP? No its Capt Neutrino!

Alpha, the word for ox in ancient Phoenician, soon came to symbolize the sound of the first letter of the ox. Thus it was that the hubris and passion of the original Alpha, the ox,

I sat alone in the crowed lunch room. Quietly judging the loud mouth talkers and the extra people who dance around like its recess. Ugh how i wish these people would just leave.

In the Black Hills of South Dakota, just off of highway 90, there is corrugated rusted hangar. If you pull into the dirt lot, and pay a dollar at the turnstyle, you will see

"Up Chuck Up Chuck" "Quit that. You know I hate that" " Well I was just trying to get you to jump up, a snake is about to bight your ankle, oops never mind to late now.

In a room full of machinery, I laid connected to an oddly put together EKG. There was a needle in my right arm. A turquoise fluid was dripping and flowing into my arm.

Once there is a snake there lives in a jungle for more than hundred years. Many people didn't dare to go near it. The people wanted to kill the snake

"Welcome, Baltimore Zooians, to your first Animal Etiquette class. I am Mr. Johnson, the..." *BURRRP* "...cover your mouth with your forelimb when burping, Mr. Walrus. Our first

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A folder is someone on whom nothing is lost.

SHUG! Give me a hug!!! Can I have a ride on your horsey?? Please, OH, please?? I admired Shug's Orb greatly.

She laid down to fall asleep but that didn't stand a chance. She kept thinking about the day that passed and wanted nothing more than to dance. Her eyes lit up and she imagined the

On a rainy Sunday afternoon with St. Pepper was playing in the background we ended the monopoly game when the bank was empty. Seth & I agreed I'd pay my iou's when I had a real job

"Who's the guy who invented work? I oughta punch him in the butt." Our anti-hero slurred angrily as he tripped out of bed.

It is 1976. A young Australian hobo walks the streets of London, England at 11:45pm. It is a clear sky, but the hobo's eyesight is so bad that he cannot even see the stars.

He wore dreds and multi-colored shirts. He looked carribean but was only from Southern California. He was almost famous as a bass player in a funk band, but that all fell apart

THE CHEESE OF DOOM PART 1 The cheese of doom. It never sleeps. It just watches you from the fridge. Wanting to be eaten. It's the cheese of doom.

It was a mid-summer night's dream. The flowers wore a burnt rim around their lush, vibrant petals, and foam from the nearby chemical plant washed against the river side.

"G'bye, boy." Johnny knelt down & brushed away a tear as the hamburger whined. "Go! I can't keep you anymore." The burger dejectedly scampered away, tomato slices and lettuce bits

Ever get that funny deja vu feeling?