My head was pounding, my body ached. I felt like vomiting and had a real bad thirst. I could barely move from all the disgust and anxiety. Still I complimented my wife: "Delicious

I was walking down the street one day when I saw a cat. The cat was talking to other cats. They all had jetpacks on. I asked if I could have one and their answer was

Folding stories ain't no word confusion, a far cry from some novel's illusion, or mass media delusions. It's a fusion of minds in collusion,

Not everybody has useful super powers. Take the 'Barista Belle,' who can change water from tepid to near boiling with her mind or 'That Guy,' who can pick up radio waves with his

On my stroll, I looked down at the strange markings construction crews put on the pavement. This mark is for a gas line, that one, for sewers. Why is there one for hot chocolate?

He made sure to stay hidden as his boss left the office to grab a cup of coffee. "Perfect! Time to grab that file." He quickly moved to get the envelope, and when he opened it,

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I squinted again into the deepening fog. The figure I thought had been making it's way toward me seemed to have disappeared but I couldn't be sure. I felt my hand along the rocks

"That's it! I've had it with you and your disturbing obsession with

Eros, the impossibly beautiful and terrifying God, was sitting in the garden of Psyche's palace. Under his naked feet the path of opals, amethysts and pearls glistened in the sun.

I suddenly found myself inside a yellow submarine. How did I get here? Why was Ringo Starr having tea with an octopus? And why the only sound I could make was "Goo goo g'joob"?

Alter one iota of your destiny and someone named wish might just encounter you. I found this out once while holding a cardboard sign outside the Fred Myer on Hawthorne Street. This

So, it's January 3rd, 2013. Now what?

Big Bob cut the cheese in homeopathically thin slices because

Cheswick Blighton would sometimes tune his radio to a certain frequency. His pineal gland would tingle, and he would engage in lively disputes with the Koi of nearby dimensions.

He looked down at the village through the eye windows. Pulling some ropes, the giant jerked forward. He bellowed through the voice trumpet. "FEE! FIE! FOE! FUM!"

A Tale of Two Animalcules. Amoeba & Paramecium were inseparable companions in a tiny pond holding pseudopod in cilia until one day Paramecium adopted Algae as endosymbiont.

Once upon a time, there lived an old woman and 10 dogs.

It was supposed to be a "camping trip". Oh sure, roast a marshmallow, take a leak on a tree, sleep with the moon as your nightlight. Great, grand, wonderful. But

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