“I don’t get it”, Apostrophe said to his friend, Comma. “People keep calling me up at all hours to go sit in “its” when they obviously want possession and not a contraction”. “It’s your own fault Apos”, Comma said with a smile, “Just like me, people have figured out how darn useful you are, and …
#54 Waking Up
Anna sat up in the bed and yawned. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but lying there sleep had taken hold. It was dark out now, the afternoon sun fading into darkness. She felt groggy, and disoriented from her unexpected slumber. She staggered over to her desk and sat down across from her laptop, still …
#53 OMGWTFBBQ
We wanted to try something new it now holds us to it like glue my bride and me are addicted you see to OMGWTFBBQ! Note: The BBQ We speak of is Round Up Texas Smoked BBQ [SSDay]
#52 Jim The Bunny Returns
Jim got off of the train car he’d hopped on to several hours earlier, and began to make his way back toward the Woods. He wasn’t back five minutes before he was hit in the back of the head by a rock. “Who’s ruining my post-vacation buzz”, he said angrily. “MEEEEEE”, growled Jabberpaw. “Uh… Hi Jabber… Whatcha …
#51 Why Did You Hate Me?
Why did you hate me, I ask you today? I just tried to lighten your load. I asked if you needed me to help and stay. I did not try to annoy or goad. But you banished me after a decade or so. I was forced to retire away. I have just one thing to …
#50 Lunch
In the school of elementary, Wednesday held special place. For some quite sentimentally, It shimmered with sparkles and grace. You see my friend it was the day, of all those presented that week. That the cafeteria food for those who paid, was loved by the strong and the meek. It was PIZZA day. (at St. …
#49 Pete’s Breakfast
Pete woke up to a flash of light entering his bedroom. The sun appeared to arrive instantly, blazingly bright. With a quick yawn, he stood on both feet and wandered over to a mirror. He looked like an absolute mess, and it was during his grooming ritual that he noticed his roommate, Zak, heading toward …
#48 Sticks and Stones
Tim sat quietly on the playground. It had been several days since he’d made it through a recess without torment, and today looked promising. Both groups of bullies, those who were stronger and those who were smarter, were preoccupied with other sociopathic pursuits. Tim wasn’t exactly odd, at least not according to his parents or …
#47 Mile Marker 164
Lying in wait, the post stands alone. The middle of the journey The road in halves Gone far enough not to turn around. Far from destination still. Hours turn to millenia. White lines dot the journey in my mind. Sliding through the veins of the interstate. Snaking from home to home. Path so familiar, yet …
#46 The Lake
The lake rolls by, it’s water holding the experiences of its embraced. The child who learned to swim by paddling to her mother. The teenager who learned about love and lust on the sandy beach. The group of good buddies who talked about life’s conquests while launching the jet skis. The group of middle-agers desperately …