Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Sunday, April 10, 2011

The pond -- pop. 5 and rising

Big guy from Garden Kingdom came out to do the spring reno of the pond, get out all the old leaves and check on the dormant lilies, etc. Even as he sent the siphon to work emptying the water, there came a froggie wedding song, echoing off the walls of the emptying pit. By the time he'd worked his... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

And now, the news... or not-news, whatever floats your boat

From where I sit, the media is having a melt-down. It's all Charlie Sheen and whether or not Lindsey is using her last name, or spec fiction about whether Hollywood is going to support the Democrats in the next election. Objective reporting? What's that? That's so 20th Century. Nobody wants that.... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Isabel's Ghost (excerpt from 922 Holyoake Rd)

- cont'd - “No, Lucy. Mama already told you no. Now go upstairs, or you can sit in the corner.” After the children were out of earshot, Anna Lisa collapsed into a chair at Oma’s table. Without asking, Oma Ward poured her friend a cup of coffee and one for herself, and sat down. Clearly she had a... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Isabel's Ghost

As time went on Isabel discovered she was able to move small objects. She sometimes hid things from Bobby -- especially his pocket knife. She had a strong aversion to sharp blades, and did her best to keep the boy from playing with his. But mumblety-peg was a popular game. Two boys would sit at... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Mourning the Twenty-Nine One Year Later

A year after the disaster the mourners assemble, heads bowed. They may be in a meadow somewhere, or at the entrance of the mine. Some, of course are at the church, white frame, steeple, next to a graveyard made sacred not by the sprinkling of blessings or the prayers of the living, but by the bodies... Sign in to see full entry.

Book Review: "The Winner Stands Alone."

If you've ever had a revenge fantasy or wished you could become a skilled assassin and get away with killing off somebody that has done you wrong, you'll really identify with Igor, the protagonist in Paulo Coelho's novel. "The Winner Stands Alone" is set in Cannes during fashion week. A superwealthy... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

A Flash of Fiction:

Missed Opportunity His name was,... well, let's say Gene. He was a few years older than my 27, the on-site consultant in charge of planning and ordering materials. I'd been at the university for almost three years, department secretary in the maintenance office. I’d taken a couple months off a year... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Wild Sunday...

It was windy and wild all day. Broke a record that stood since 1882, got up to 90 degrees here, but didn't feel that hot because of the winds. Long after sundown it was still 80, but thunder and lightning came around midnight, and by six this morning it felt downright chilly, at 53 degrees. It's... Sign in to see full entry.

Coup tears...

Wiley asked about these. Coup tears are the tattoos near the eye that look like tears. The way I heard it -- each tear represents a kill of a rival gang member or some other enemy. I've seen mug shots on crime shows of guys with those tears, and you see them in thrillers & action movies. Brrrr. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Imaginary gang war

There's a town a few miles west of here that sits a bit north of Nowhere. Nowhere is a scary place, all ghetto and dark, full of criminal elements and a police force that could be compared to that of any Mexican border town. Nowhere kids know the difference between the sound of a Magnum.357 and... Sign in to see full entry.

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