Speaking truth, the written word & some sarcasm. Not available in stores…
(More writing inspired by quotes my friends send me. This one is inspired by my good friend Dusty Rhodes who told me the story of a guy who broke his ankle sliding into second base at a softball game. I thought, let’s take it a bit darker. Today the mob makes a visit to a […]
The board table was filled with some of the tops in the community, “No-hair Harry”, “Windshield Wally”, and of course “BP Bob”. It was the monthly meeting held under the freeway in the part of town where no one drove. You got off on the access road at your own risk and the junkies and […]
Keegan played the guitar and wailed Bob Dylan while the winos drank their wine. No matter how hard he tried to involve the audience they weren’t buying what he was selling. “Play some death metal,” one wino said with the paper bag wrapped around the two buck chuck he brought into the small open aired […]
(Simply a fiction story of my overactive imagination…) Fredrick was a small town that was originated by two gay frontiersmen named Fred and Rick back in the 1800’s. Nothing really happened in the town. It had developed into the #6 retirement community in the the entire south due to the proliferation of antique stores and […]