The Day Fun Died
It has suddenly come to my attention that there are individuals working together with the media who are investigating my personal background in an effort to find indiscretions which may be exploitable against me and my party on the eve of the upcoming historic vote on impeachment.
When I did an early interview [...]
We hadn’t made it very far at all. In fact, we were only right down the street from my apartment complex at the local Amoco station, fueling up for the trip that was ahead of us.
I was gassing up my truck and Meg had both our hoods up, checking fluids. As Meg was busying herself [...]
I wasn’t quite sure where I was when I woke up. I’d opened my eyes, seen the bed and saw the Nagel portrait on the wall. And, from that first impression realized I wasn’t in my own apartment. As the bits [...]
Chapter 5 Moveable Beasts
The plan was to go east as fast as was humanly possible. Reservations were already made at the Sand Dune Inn, right off Highway A-1-A right along the eastern coast of Florida. And, amidst all the activity, my landlord had taken it upon himself to walk back to my apartment, knock and [...]
Chapter Four - The Offer
Only an hour had elapsed when I was woken again, this time by the telephone. It was only when I unglued my crusty, blurred eyes and reached for the receiver that I heard Bob Marley thumping away in the living room and some wretched, half strangle, half scream in the bathroom [...]
Chapter Three Plan B
I’m not sure how long we sat there in the darkness staring at each other like morons. The phone, her phone, rang again and Jeff picked it up again.
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Chapter Two - Her
I was rudely awakened by Jeff, as he dripped an ice-cube on me. The first thing I saw was his belly jiggling. The second thing I saw was him holding the entire plastic pitcher of orange juice.
“Cut it out fag boy,” I said. “Besides, [...]
Chapter 1 - Why I Don’t Eat Rabbit Anymore
There’s something hideously disturbing and horribly loathsome about the band SuperTramp. Regardless, that’s what was playing in my truck that morning when I was on the way to the grocery. On the day I met her. [...]
