I was the master of my craft, a real innovator imitated by many and surpassed by none. What George Foreman was to indoor grilling, I was to

Can you believe that I, the most sickly and frailest of all my brothers, outlived them all by generations?

“Mary walked one mile, at high noon, totally naked, to get to her house; once inside, she immediately got dressed.” John’s declaration made Detective Manatee shift anxiously.

Flashing lights danced across my eyelids - just sensations at first, then alternating red and blue. A murmur of voices caught my attention, and I realized they were talking about

AQUARIUS: You will receive an unexpected windfall this week. Be mindful of strangers who will want you to share your newfound wealth. Seek a Leo for companionship.

I keep falling asleep at the worst possible moments.

All I can hear is Margaret Thatcher's voice.

Did you come alone? Do you have the bag? Where you being followed? What day is it? Did I take my meds?

Their was a kid named Alex. He was a small cute little boy that just wanted to fit in. It was his first day in elementary school he was nervous and excited at the same time

I'm sure I've mentioned watching the whales fight the UFOs from my houseboat and what happened in the kitchen, so that one won't do. Pulling faces at a museum comes to mind. Susan

Pedro was playing in the dust when he found a little pot. "Buenos días, Pedro. Place a peso in me & I will answer any question you put to me." "¡Alas, I have not a single centavo!"

"Biscuits! Crumpets! Scones! Get 'em while their hot!" cried the Muffin Man on Drury Lane. A group of American tourists, charmed by the plump little street vendor, gathered around.

"You talking to me?" The thug angrily asked, as he eyed me down. "Yeah, what are you gonna do about?" I replied

I have walked on this path so long, with my eyes tired after having seen so many winters. My body, my soul and my spirit are tired. I am ready to die. There's only one thing left..

I felt my knees go weak. Mother... Mother was trying to kill his friend. He didn't want to choose between his family or friends.

The boy stretches and faces the sun. Something about today is going to go well, and that scares him.

The fog came in on little cat feet. The sleet of the night before had slipped away on its belly, leaving a wet trail behind it. The ocean murmured like a thousand muttering

"What would you do if you could, somehow, reset all of this?" A quiet voice asked, and I jumped slightly from the sudden question. "What would you do different?"

I'm on a new diet. Yellows and oranges. Carrots, cheeses, crackers, oranges, bananas, squash, chicken, Cheetos, corn tortillas, Cheez-its. Pretty balanced actually. So far I've

I was walking after school when, i saw a ghost rider in his sweater and he was drinking soda while watching the students getting bullied.