"Merry Christmas!" he said, more a challenge than a greeting. He waited, looking for the expression that would send him to sensitivity training. His wife had taken the kids and he

The volcano was about to erupt. I wasn't able to save them both. I had to choose between Kathy and my dog. I know Kathy had been great to me my entire life, but my dog made me

She pulled at my arm, dragging me onto the dance floor. Over the music, I shouted "I haven't had enough to drink to do this." She smiled and said something I couldn't hear. We

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I've searched the Internet, but nowhere can I find advice on how to approach a spouse to tell 'em you think their rewatching of Hellraiser movies nightly before bedtime is creepy.

I am looking forward to the end of winter. :)

Dean Ackerman was head pollster for the Republicans. He's seen monsters but not like this. This was Caligula all over again. He wanted the numbers. So Dean lied and told him that

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Exceeding the velocity of light is trivial. It is much like flying. You must first forget that it's not possible and be willing to be experience non-light. It's much more difficult

The machine sat silent in the centre of the room, its blades and hammers glistening in the dim light. Bill stared at the large button marked "Do not press." His eyebrow twitched.

From where he stood the sun glinted off the polished cazoleta and a thought fleeted past him of something he would not think again until many years later as

They were an annoying lot and moved slow as tortoises. The PUN-ters, as they were cawled, wore their turtleneck uniforms, even when the heat was enough to make anyone snap.

Her light dimmed a little. It always did that when Nelson walked into the room. His eyes stopped glowing. He knew it bothered her, but he didn't want her to forget his superior

He paced anxiously back & forth, wearing a track in the cheap carpet. 9 1/2 months of dedicated study was supposed to prepare him, but right now he made coffee nervous. He entered

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With a trembling hand, I traced out the pentagram and press play on my iPod. The chant echoed through my parent's basement. My eyes went funny. I saw

Sixty-six. That was approximately how many ninja waitresses were on top of the building two blocks away. I knew they were hunting for me, and I knew I had to stop them. But how?

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They stepped off the train only to stand in wonder. It had been a long time in the making to get to where they were today. Little fingers enclosed his large ones and

She missed her sister a lot...Almost every day in fact...but she'd resolved that today would be different. Today she had scope and a much closer shot. Plus her sister was wearing