“Where am I?”, the man called out. The foggy grey space he appeared in did not answer. The cool feel of mist, alternating to light rain, swirled around him. He couldn’t figure out how he got here. The last thing he remembered, he was sitting at his desk at work. After checking his list of items …
#43 If Pets Could Talk
If Pets Could Talk… Dog: “OMG you’re home! I’m so happy to see you. I did so much today while you were away! It might not seem like much, but they were a thousand little victories and I will share each one with you! Wait… don’t go away… keep playing with me! Hey – is …
On Information or Lack Thereof
It’s spring break here at Columbia, and that means our normal “information” board outside my office has no real information to display (i.e. nothing is going on). I was going to post this as a humorous ‘disinformation’ board, however it got me thinking. It’s displaying the time & date (which are right) and nothing else. …
#42 Rage
Tim was always a little bit of a loser. Not that anyone ever called him that. Most people referred to him as ‘meek’, ‘mild’, or ‘reserved’. All of those meant that he wasn’t exactly known to be the life of the party, the outgoing guy everyone wants to hang with, or the man you’d most …
#41 A Letter To The Eager Train Lady
Dear Lady, I try to see the good in every one, giving the benefit of the doubt. But you defy my logic skills – I simply can’t figure you out! You push your way into the spot, closest to the door, as if the extra inches you gain, increase your experience score. I sometimes find …
#40 The Big 4 Oh
“OMG” is what he said upon realization That he had written and read almost 40 dramatizations “WTF” is what he said upon rationalization That #40 rattling around his head needed justfication. “LOL” is what he said upon interpretation That #40 might be led to excessive clairification “It’s just an odd poem, OK man” is what …
#39 The Teddy Bear
“Come on Nicki, time for bed”, Nicki’s mother called out from the top of the stairs. Her reluctant daughter slowly dragged herself up the seemingly endless stairs. She didn’t want to go to bed, but she felt tired, so she resigned herself to the fact that Mom was to be obeyed. Mom was tired too. …
Holy Choice Overload Batman
Don’t get me wrong – I like Coke Freestyle machines. In this case, I don’t feel any sort of choice paralysis!
#38 Brussel Sprouts
I like them, she doesn’t I pretend they’re little green heads she believes they are vegetable horrors Why the hate? Author’s Note: Short and sweet tonight – just like my wife who has agreed to try cooking Brussel sprouts for the first time since we’ve been together. She’s got an incredibly complex recipe for them, …
#37 What If
What if in the moment that we die, death arrives
offering us the opportunity to stay in that second
for as long as we like.
How long do we stay behind?