“Whaddiya mean you don’t shit? That sounds, well…ummm..uncomfortable.”
I have this open non-judgemental vibe. And people tell me things, sometimes weird things. Back in the 90s, I smoked. At the place I worked I could smoke only if I was in a private office. So I would take turns with the management, sit and listen to them on the phone making sales calls. Or sometimes they’d like one up too.
There’s nothing quite like the feeling when it’s dark and raining and one of your shoes is filled with water. And why only one shoe? What…
All the students had to go to the oval to escape the “blood flood”./ / They had become mutant frogs or ALIENS
this was just some random stuff that i made up with help from frinds and my dreams so i made a story about it!
i think Red Bubble got hit by my full moon, everyone os adding work in a hurried pace, & its older work, it’s feeling like the Twilight Z…
Weird
See the beauty look at my skin / run your fingers over every inch
Someone writiing about inked skin
Fabulous Marmalade In the early morning hours before sunrise last Tuesday I stopped by the grocery store in the general vicinity of …
I have no idea what I was thinking
Paul Mills is gingerly running his finger along the job board in the Student Union of what is soon to be his Alma Mata. He has spent t…
I wrote this as a script after Austineze had finnished writing a spec script we submitted to Star Trek Voyager during it’s last season. It never got picked up by the show but it was both challenging and fun to write.
Chimney chunks and moustache grass / Are strewn across my lawn / I stare out my window / Listening to my favorite song / Waiting for the dawn…
make that mice!!!
Ooh! That caught your attention, did it? Looking for something mysterious and spine tingling. Well, look no further, because, you, my…
I’ve been reading Nero Wolfe, by Rex Stout, and the word murder is actually in the title of one of the other art sites I’m on. It was bound to happen.
Chapter ?: In the Cabin of A Small Commuter Plane Paul makes his way down the extremely narrow isle of the commuter plane that is tak…
Michael blinked, and the shadows receded to the spaces between the stacks, and along the exposed spines of the books. It was cold tonight…
In definite definition of indefinite dreams defined / She found her solace, in green tea, jasmine rice / Sitting in cafes, pouring over not…
The .. poem?.. was just written today, or yesterday, because it is now 12:01 am and it was written right at the last few minutes and into the end of 11:59 pm. of 11-25-2008. I nearly put 2006; wonder if that means something. The painting/drawing is digital, and was made quite some time ago for an orange group, which i have completely failed, so far, to sign back up with. Shame on me!
Foreword: This is the first book of a series that seeks to answer some most important questions of life, such as: What is truth? Are t…
This is my book, more the way I intended it to be, before some few persons talked me into removing great chunks of it because it was “too confusing”. I am very glad to have run into the file, which was hidden away in my Sent emails from eons ago. Now, what I would like, is for the people who do read and write, especially, to point out any definite spelling and/or punctual errors, obvious leaps of logic into the wrong direction, etc. Because I need to tighten this puppy up, and then go out and seek a publisher, proper! I will be posting the entire story, as it is written in the file I found, for that purpose. Later on, because I wish to publish it, I will reduce these to excerpts. Nit pick, please!
In delving into the past of the fair land of Ordine, we must necessarily fall deep into the wellspring of both mystery and legend. It wo…
FOOTNOTES: 2 Along the way, here is something that I should like to get straight, as well: A tree falling in the forest does make a sound, whether anyone is there to hear it or not. If you believe in God, you should have no problem with this as the guy is big on laws and their upkeep. Also, if you believe in God, you know that it is highly unlikely that a tree fell without someone being there, since God is everywhere. 3 Apologies most humbly extended to all therapists who will now have to unexplain this their clients. 4 As for the one hand clapping thing, I knew a man who had been walking through the forest one day and met with a tragic accident involving a Walkman and a spruce tree which hadn’t noticed him walking by ; an accident that left him a one-handed nervous wreck. He had been a lumberjack and was convinced that the forest was now seeking revenge. He could, however, clap just fine. Only his clapping was a bit / quieter than everyone else; except for the no-handed individuals, the paralytics and the persons with a phobia against all forms of clapping. IF you have a problem with this or anything else I write, you may feel free to set the book down and put yourself in time out until the feeling passes. 6 Proving that some imaginations are easier to defy than others!
From all over this fair planet of ours come reports made by persons of very different walks of life, of strange objects seen flitting thr…
FOOTNOTES: 7Then comes the really startling bit as concerns the mystery of said Air force Base: the same government expects everyone, the world over, to believe that they never said it didn’t exist and then to go on to believe everything else they say about all Air Force Bases from that day forward. 8 I feel it’s only fair to warn you this is the first and most probably will be the last time you will find me having an interest in brevity. 9I already have a fair idea of what you are going to prattle on about,, so let me save you the time and trouble: You think that I have misspelled the word dimensions. You probably already have half-formed visions bobbing about in that skull of yours, visions of showing the misspelling to your mom, neighbor, clergy and using it as proof that the world really is just as unfair as you’ve always claimed, since you know how to spell and can’t sell your story to save your life; or, something like that. But, dear reader, your making of this assumption about my spelling abilities, only serves to enhance knowledge concerning the depths of your ignorance as well as your lack of a social life. For, if you had ever been to another dimension – Hollywood, for instance – and especially at a cocktail party, you would know why I spelled the word as I did. 10 I am assuming, albeit, probably, quite wrongly, that if the questions had been answered, the demented little twits would have quit asking them and gotten on with their sad little lives.
Examples of other mysteries abound, of the sort that are of much more import to the masses of common folk which litter the various worlds…
FOOTNOTES: / 11 Unless, of course, it’s on a a day wherein the wealthy and regal just feel like slumming it. 12 Yet, who still do not make the grade with the richies, so are never invited to the really good cocktail parties; especially not the ones in Hollywood. 13 Like, for instance, everyone between the ages of 8 and 30. 14 Held by rich and poor everywhere. 15 Of course it’s only a shell; after all, everything they owned has fallen into the crack of their couch. 16But then, darling, there is a great big universe looming precariously over our heads right now. A universe with the possibility of having a billion and more worlds, each of those worlds having the possibility of supporting life at present, having had supported life in the past, or the capability of supporting life in the future . The point being, my sweet little potashes, is that you and I don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy universe. So, mind your P’s and Q’s and use your imagination. Keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars. A mind is a terrible thing to waste. This book ain’t big enough for the both of us. Besides, who died and left you mystery sheriff of the universe, anyhow? No, wait! that wasn’t the point at all. Oh well. Maybe I’ll think of something later. Until then, just pretend you know what is going on. That’s what I always do. 17Nor even good tabloid headlines, come to think of it . 18Preferably from her family and of a very generous spirit as she did not wish to pay actual money to have it done. 19Well, truthfully, we had, none of us, looked too closely at them for the last week or two. We were too busy with real chores and felt no need to bother the vehicles we were never really going to fix, nor the grass we were never really going to cut. / When we did look again, though, we had quite a shock. 20I didn’t really hate the idea of lettuce per say. It was mainly that, as someone who was born and raised, and frostbitten, in Alaska I have a prejudice against certain things. One of those being a prejudice against anything that makes me think of winter or cold in general. Hence my refusal to eat Iceberg lettuce. ........................................................................................................... / “Chronicles of Ordine:Book I: Sacred Beggar Boy: Chapter 1 : Mysteries (cont 2)” was featured in Freedom In Words about 1 month ago (as of June 12, 2009)
The girl woke to the sound of nagging voices: “Oh, Angela! Where are my socks? I put them up to dry last night,and, / they aren’t the…
Another legend says that, if you were to, instead, turn right at the / gates of Piccolo Rancido and were then to travel for twenty miles …
30 As if anyone were ever going to be interested in listening to them do so! 31 Exaggeratedly, for hours on end, as all skeptics always do. 32 Or, possibly, it was made out of steel with a chrome overlay. The legend / has always been a bit fuzzy on that / point. 33 Until your ears bleed. Or, if you are the meaner sort, until their ears bleed. 34 Not that I, or anyone else with a modicum of sanity left to them, believe / that this is the case. Still, no matter how improbable, it is a possibility.
Many an environmentalist came to Piccolo Rancido, hoping to shed / a little light in a very unenlightened community. They spoke of soft, ...
35 Providing of course that One is a numskull. Otherwise, One would, probably, read this book until they figured it out. I shall assume One is just not oneself today, however, and submit the tale for your approval despite my many reservations. 36 You are truly out there reading this; yes? Good, because I am fairly certain that I am truly here writing it! 37 But, then, there are those who would claim that, as concerns matters of history concerning the invasion of foreign countries, the English are guilty of nothing more than the startling of a few sheep. 38 This is not a threat, dearheart: just good advice.
This creature had attitude!
I will be writing more about the “sagebrush safari” that I enjoyed with my RebBubble friend, Ann Appel, and her husband, Rich, whom I met in person for the first time on 26 May, 2009 … but this brief moment on our journey through some eastern Nevada back country may well stand as my most memorable piece of it
Benny was a strange child / Her personality weird and wild / She had bubbles of happiness and fits of rage / She was like a butterfly one mi…
I lay for what seemed like eternity listening to the footfalls, while frozen in my bed.
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