Sell Out!!
It was a typical boring Saturday night. Translated: I was too exhausted to get off my butt and do something that required any effort on my part. So I thought I’d just tool around on my cell phone, and nurse a couple of pints of Knicker Twister beers while chilling on my well-worn La-Z Boy…
He Who Laughs
* This story was first published in Spillwords.com March 10th, 2022. Story contains some Strong Language. They were all thieves, murderers, and thugs, and they all wanted a piece of me. Culled from inner-city ghettos or harvested from backwater hamlelts in the South – my platoon represented the worst society had to offer. Most of…
Charles NOT in Charge Part 2 – Conclusion
* Story Contains Some Strong Language A few weeks later I was on the set of No Life to Give waiting to get my instructions from Tony the Soap’s stage manager. I was still buzzing from my meeting with Anna Marie, assistant Casting Director, for No Life. “You have a perfect look for Soaps, ”…
Charles NOT in Charge Part 2- Conclusion
Howdy Folks! I hope you all have a fun and safe Holiday Weekend. “Charles NOT in Charge” Part 2- Conclusion will be published on Tuesday July 5th. Happy 4th of July!
Rick, Conman Extraordinaire- We’re Going to Mexico Part 2
Waking up in the hotel the next day felt surreal. We were in Mexico and it was the first time I had been out of California. After getting up, we all went to the Restaurant in the hotel for breakfast of eggs, coffee and more “tortillas” an ubiquitous staple in this country. I was super…
“Rick!” Conman Extraordinaire!!! “We’re Goin’ to Mexico… Part 1
“Rick?! Ahhh Man…He was the Best Salesman I ever met. No one was better than that Guy. If you see that Bastard you tell him he owes me $100 bucks. The Pendejo blew it on The Track years ago and hasn’t paid me back since.” Pedro “Call Me Pete” Salazar, Romano Chevrolet, San Jose, California…
The Search for Freedom
Getting older sucks. And anyone who tells you differently is full of shit. Such were my thoughts as I drove home from the store. My cheeks burned with frustration as I replayed this afternoon’s humiliating events in my head. “Hello, can I help you?” bellowed an anorexic bearded kid behind the Health Food store counter.…
Jake and his Hot Trans Am Part 5
Finally, Saturday arrived, and Jake roared up to our little apartment complex to pick me up. We were going to pick up Donna first and then shoot over to I’m-Not-Crazy-About-Her-Name Peggy’s house. I had worn some of my bests duds. A Black Sabbath T-Shirt, dark denim jeans, and earth shoes. I thought I looked pretty…