There once was an old lady who went church and sat at the very back. She was partially deaf but would shout out her agreement with the preacher at various … Continue reading The Church Lady & The Preacher
Ragdoll Chronicles 01.25.18 “Throw him down the chute!” The five merged on Chase who was trying to get out what appeared to be the front door but it was in … Continue reading Priestly Arrives —- Ragdoll Chronicles. 1.25.18
The Ragdoll Chronicles continued 12/13/17 The crow stared at his new found acquaintance. He shuffled back a step or two and shook his head. “Why,” he began gently, “I thought … Continue reading The Ragman Doll Chronicles Two
HI! Well, just a note to say that I am very tired and I don’t really know why. Really. I don’t. Perhaps it has something to do with my sleeping … Continue reading CONTACTS 12:52 08.31.17 A
Truth Slain on a TV Stand The morning bell was met head-on And each child followed the trail as winter won To where truth then was set upon and promptly … Continue reading truth slain and random thoughts over ice cream 8.14.17
TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARK WOOD (This isn’t your basic children’s book so beware.) The land of Darkwood was bathed in a constant drizzle. It had been so for … Continue reading TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARKWOOD (not your typical childhood book)
Another day, another confusing conversation with self about life and things relative to that which we think is relative. Okay, so maybe this is a bit too much of a … Continue reading An Improv Everywhere Video
Eric suddenly realized something was wrong. The hay smelled stale, rotted actually. How long had he slept, he wondered? Hours? Days? No, impossible, he had never slept for more than … Continue reading Eric the Tiny Field Mouse contin.
So it happened that Eric fell asleep for what appeared to be only a few minutes, but the reality was it was hours and days and months that had passed … Continue reading Eric the Tiny Field Mouse Chapter Two
I often think of us, you and me, in terms of who we are. I have never come up with an answer to suit me. What are we? Again, the … Continue reading What are we?
I recall that I gave a slight sigh at his comment, feeling a minor depression forming somewhere in the back of my mind, deep in some rift of grey matter, … Continue reading Field Notes For The Mentally Unprepared # 2
I was at the Tampa Library earlier today and I stepped outside for a moment to check the weather. There I found a very thin, grey-haired man standing alone leaning up … Continue reading Man with a Cane.