Today.. "do you know what day today is?" I kept replaying the strange phone call I received in the morning. I told the caller "Of course, i know, I'm not stupid" but the truth is

Dear Jane, I am writing you this letter to let you know how much I adore the ground you walk upon. Every single day, I

The sky was blue, or the child thought it was. There wasn't really anything going on in his mind. the sky was blue, the lake's water was blue, his fingers were

I remember the sound of gravel crunching under the wheels as I inched the car up the driveway. I could smell

I was listening to the radio when I heard a discordant noise. It was my cell phone playing the theme from

"I hope I don't get caught looking this up," he thought as he started typing these words into Google:

An all-expenses-paid trip to the Guinness Brewery in Dublin? All he had to do was finish a 4-pack in under 4

Todd put down the weed whacker and picked up the telephone, and that is when it all started. The voice on the other end

It was cold. The type of cold that numbs your fingers and burns your lungs. But I continued to wander, enjoying the

"Candy is a whore's name," she said disgustedly. "Or maybe a stripper. Has a Candy ever won a Nobel prize or

Fifteen hot dogs into the competition, and it suddenly occurred to me that

"A little shorter on the left. Maybe make it more even. Yeah, like that. Yes, I like that." Pause. "Now step away from

Regrets, we all have them. One in particular haunts me day and night. It all stems back to April '82. The wanton urge

Jane was sensible. She knew that living a structured life brought stability, and that comforted her. Every morning she

Terry was good at really chess. In fact, he was something of a prodigy. Of course you'd never know it since

Eating four bean salad before a meeting was a very bad idea. She kept going on and on and won't shut up. If I moved

With a Fluff-a-Nutter sandwich in hand I decided it was time to

It was 7:30 in the AM and 10 below, but there we were standing on top of the mountain in our

Her hair was red like fire, and glistened in the sun. She was the last of them - the Gingers. Soon to expire, soon

She turned to me with a look in her eyes that said come and get me. And frankly, how could I refuse?