Find my weird humor short-short, "Table Story," at The Cynic, for free.
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Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
8/15/12: The Prizefighter
Find my weird humor short, "The Prizefighter," along with some other gems, in this month's issue of Schlock magazine -- for free, even.
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Thursday, August 9, 2012
8/9/12: Some views (and inter- and a rev-)
Friday, August 3, 2012
8/3/12: The Ten of Clubs
Five days ago, while cutting grass, I picked up, as trash, a single playing card: the ten of clubs.
Today, while cutting grass at an entirely different lawn, miles away, I picked up, as trash, a single playing card: the ten of clubs. It was identical except for the backing, which was red (the first's was blue).
I cannot recall, in nearly two decades of grass-cutting, having ever found a playing card.
What this means, I do not know.
Today, while cutting grass at an entirely different lawn, miles away, I picked up, as trash, a single playing card: the ten of clubs. It was identical except for the backing, which was red (the first's was blue).
I cannot recall, in nearly two decades of grass-cutting, having ever found a playing card.
What this means, I do not know.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
7/8/12: Fortune Cookie
I found a fortune-cookie fortune. It was, inexplicably, in the center console of my truck -- a mystery in itself, since I haven't patronized a Chinese restaurant for years. Yet, there it was, and found in the most unlikely of ways.
Immediately, I thought of my friend, who has often employed fortunes as a kind of tarot, much as I do my word ledgers. That very night, I relayed to her the fortune's message: "You will always get what you want through your charm and personality," accompanied by twin smiley faces.
Two weeks later: my friend finds, in her parents' house, an unexpected bag of fortune cookies. She pulls one, following an urge, and it contains the precise fortune I'd unearthed in my truck.
Immediately, I thought of my friend, who has often employed fortunes as a kind of tarot, much as I do my word ledgers. That very night, I relayed to her the fortune's message: "You will always get what you want through your charm and personality," accompanied by twin smiley faces.
Two weeks later: my friend finds, in her parents' house, an unexpected bag of fortune cookies. She pulls one, following an urge, and it contains the precise fortune I'd unearthed in my truck.
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