I Kinda Suck at this Job!
Just what the Hell was this Damn woman’s agenda? Did she hate all Temps at the office or was it just me? “It just must be me,” I thought gloomily as I gazed out the office window at another depressingly foggy day in the Big City. No other employees – Temp or Full Time had…
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…
“Star”
I sweated so much the first night I slept with her that my sheets were soaked by morning. Her snores and farts allowed me no rest. Still, she was the most beautiful puppy I had ever laid eyes upon. And she was mine. Dark brown eyes opened in the morning and a pink tongue with…
Window Shopping
They sit in a crowded shop window. Gazing out at the public with expressions that seem to beg for attention and love. Each one has an identity, each one has a story. They all just want to be held and loved. And so they sit waiting. Waiting for that “special” someone. Someone who will name…
“The Great War” Part 5
With his bag o’ coins, Chuckleberry led the companions to this weird lookin’ hamburger joint that had these giant piss yaller arches on it. “Order whatever you’se want fellars – it’s my treat,” he said. Yessir, the building was weird but the staff runnin’ the place was even weirder. Workin’, there were three funny lookin’…
“The Great War” Part 2
Enter Gnomes Buggerz and Schmendrick into my story. Buggerz was the smarter of the two but that ain’t sayin much. His brain was like a BB in a boxcar. Schmendrick couldn’t find his ass even if his hands were in his back pockets! These two addle headed Gnomes were just perfect for the suicide mission.…
“The Great War” Part 1
Dear Mistur Klause, Whenever we git together with kin on Holidays or go camping with friends – invariably I’m called upon to recount my memories of the “Great War.” And even though I never got tired of tellin’ it – I felt it was high time that I wrote my version down. Younger kin folk…
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
“He didn’t have to die,” I said to Gort2 as we strapped ourselves into our saucer cockpit. “It was just a matter of bad timing.” “I mean think of it…if Klaatu hadn’t visited Earth during the 1950’s Red Scare he might have been hailed as the new Messiah.” My father’s saucer had been taken out…
Jake and his Hot Trans Am Part 4
The days to the double date seemed to take forever, each passing day seemed to increase the anticipation and worry. As I sat in my Oceanography Class all I could think of is what disaster had I gotten myself in this time? Mr. Peterson droned on an on about “ocean floor sediment” and “fossilization of…
A Shattering Experience
My Mom has a picture of me taken in 1959 which she keeps in her bedside bible. The black and white photo shows me with a large bandage on my back. Now about that bandage… I was over at my friend, Jula’s house, one warm afternoon in Alexandria, Virginia and I thought I’d impress her…