http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/Things I have posted before.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/481216I am a smoker. It seems that the world is looking to abolish us. Making the world a smoke free place is the goal. Too bad. Smoking is my only vice and I enjoy it. Many people that I come in contact with smoke or smoked at one time. With the price of a pack of smokes at four dollars or more, many...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/459504I stumbled out of the building into the blinding light of the sun. I looked around, she was nowhere to be found, even the fountain was deserted. I realized why too late. Big Mike walked up as two of his goons grabbed my arms. At six foot five and over three hundred pounds, he was an intimidating...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/459304Lustorlove asked the question about men feeling pain and anguish concerning love. Sure we do. We are just as foolish in love as anyone else. This is something that I wrote in 1980. You led me down the path of gloom with all you've said and done. I fell too hard, I should have seen I see things...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/459152Scoop came to the fountain. He got his name from always reading the news and coming here to share it with us. Eventually, people would ask "what's the scoop"? The name stuck. "Fast Frankie died last night" Scoop informed us. "I thought he was in jail." Another person said. "Nope, got clean in...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/458612I am taking a break from ANYONES SON today. Seems like the ones that were reading this fine piece of work got tired of it, save for a few. To those few, I thank you and will continue with it. In the meantime, here is something you may or may not enjoy. Blood runnin' down the thighs of the city...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/458355Amy had left home a little over two weeks ago. The way that she described it, there had been too many arguments, she had not been allowed enough freedoms. She was a sophmore in high school, her grades were above average and she was popular. Her mother kept a tight rein on her and she felt as...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/458143I opened my eyes, blinking away the sleep. The bottom of the mattress had been folded under itself, my foot rested on the elevated perch. No longer swollen, it was wrapped in clean white guaze. I looked around the room, the inhabitants were out harvesting whatever they could scrounge in order to...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/457963It was good to have someone new to talk to. I showed her around the neighborhood, took her to the fountain where she washed. I did not ask her age, though I guessed her to be about sixteen. She had a false toughness about her; a facade that she hid behind. There was something else, something that...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/457741I would have to get a new hype. The new puncture I had just given myself was worse than the first and I was concerned that it would become infected. My concern was not for becoming ill, or the possibility of losing a limb; it was the loss of a place to shoot my drug. I walked up the two blocks...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Timmys_tales/457645She was an invasion to my mind. She looked young. The image of my sisters flashed behind my eyes. Having seen her for only a moment, my mind now brought to me clear and defined details about her. Young, blonde hair, big brown eyes that looked upon the world in fright. she ran through a field of...