Sunday, December 18, 2005
The Truck
To the left, at the rear of the compartment, was a sturdy metal cabinet with a wire mesh door – it was empty and an open padlock was slid through the hasp. I guessed that this is where the kid was transported. Ahead of the cabinet was a single bunk, made up with a black comforter and red silk...
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Coming Down The Mountain
I came stumbling down the mountain in the dawn of the fourth day, the sky was light in the east but the sun had hours before it’s rim kissed and then cleared the peaks behind me. I was starving; hunger and lack of sleep had combined to transport me out of body in the night and I had traveled far in...
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Sunday, March 7, 2004
Finishing dinner...
There was one just like it on the screen now, Taurus Model 82SS 38 special in stainless steel, priced at $398.00. What I was really looking for now though was a Ruger Mark II.22, or maybe a High Standard.22 automatic pistol..22’s are accurate, have no recoil to speak of, and relatively high magazine...
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Saturday, January 31, 2004
I lit a cigarette and opened up my notebook;
logging in through my password protection I was careful as always to get the code just right as I had installed a really nasty crash program I found on the net as soon as I started putting things on my drive I thought might someday be used against me. With the Patriot Act demolition or our 4 th...
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Sunday, January 25, 2004
Killing Time IV
IV. To tell the truth, I am only spending so much time on this part because I want to remember the flavor of those last innocent days. I want to give myself perspective on what happened; see if I can recapture the inevitability of it all, the righteousness that I started this endeavor with. I want...
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Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Killing Time III.
Early in the morning on Saturday the 6 th I headed north on the 101; on vacation, sort of, and for the first time since I got clean I didn’t have anywhere to be for the foreseeable future. The sense of freedom was exhilarating and frightening at the same time. I could go anywhere, do anything; and...
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Sunday, December 7, 2003
II - extended.
II. I waited three and a half weeks before I gave thirty days notice on the first of August with a formal letter of resignation; my boss asked me why I was leaving and what he could do to change my mind. I pled burnout; told him that if I didn’t get into another line of work for awhile, I’d...
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Killing Time -II
II. I had been clean and sober for nearly five years, had attained a certificate as a substance abuse counselor, and had been employed in the field for three years while working on my long overdue A.A. at the community college. I was physically and emotionally exhausted from the rigors of going to...
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Killing time
Killing Time I. The first time I killed a man it was an act of God. An unbelievable coincidence that put me in the right (or wrong, depending on your perspective) place at the right time; and I acted, almost without thinking about it, in what I still believe was the best possible way under those...
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