Jill: What are you doing? Quit sticking Gin at me. Jack: It’s the latest fashion, right? Fur coats? Aren’t they in now? Jill: Quit joking around. Why did you have both Gin and Tonic wrapped around you under the couch in the first place? Jack: It’s a long story. Jill: I’ve got time. You’ll have to wait until next week to be educated on what has been going on in Jack and Jill’s household lately. For other parts of this […]
Gene stood right outside the door to the classroom, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, waiting for Tracy. She was here in Madison. She was really here, instead of wherever it was her mother lived now. It didn’t look like she planned on going anywhere either. He could hardly believe it.
More or less random picture Bitter wind outside. Warm arms and gentle smile waiting on the couch. Wrapped together in a comforter. It doesn’t matter how deep the snow how the wind howls when the electricity will come back. Sated, we take this moment of simplicity as an unintended holiday. Surrounded by steady love and flickering light all it right in the world. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. […]
When The Girl suggested I do a list of her nail polish, I visualized showing you part of her extensive collection and sharing the names. No such luck, I’m afraid. She didn’t like the little round labels on the bottoms of them and picked them all off. I’ll still show you 13 of her bottles, but as to the names, your guess would probably be better than mine.
Mr. Al and I were hanging out on the pedestrian bridge where I take so many of my pictures and looked down over the edge to see this. Nothing serious. Just an empty nest. Almost looks like the snow could be an over sized egg, doesn’t it? I’m sure whatever kind of bird lived there flew South for the winter. No reason to get all sentimental about it. And yet, I am a little. How about you? Does it tug […]
Rabbit! Rabbit! Everyone. I could use a little extra luck, so say Rabbit rabbit in the comments here to bring us both good luck.
Seriously. Can you do this? I can’t, though I used to be able to blow big ones that made huge messes when they popped.
Totally random picture Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me two hundred times, what the H*ll was I thinking? Monkey Man hosts the 160 Character Challenge. See what you can write in 160 characters or less, spaces included.
Jill: All right. You can stand up now. Jack: No I can’t. Jill: Why not? I got the couch off you. Jack: It’s still too heavy. Today’s theme is Standing Previously in Jack and Jill: Munch, Munch, Munch The rules for Photohunt can be found here. Be sure to visit the home page.
“Miss Martin, a word if you please,” Mr. Gordon said at the end of class. Tracy fought the urge to roll her eyes. Teachers hated it when you rolled your eyes, especially at the end of class on the first day of school. It kind of made them hard to deal with all year long. “Yes, sir,” she said instead of all the things she’d like to say. Things like she knew this was going to happen as soon as […]
So hard to say no, knowing how much hope and longing went into it. So hard to deny, but with so many to chose from, and only so much time and energy, someone must be told no. Each no, a little cut on a self image of kindness. Opening the mail becomes and act of bravery. *** I’m not just a writer. I’ve spent some time as an editor, too. I know quite well how it feels to dive into […]
You asked for it, you got it. These are all socks belonging to The Girl. 1. This little footies. 2. For many years I was able to get generic tube socks in packages ranging from six to a dozen. These are great because they mix and match randomly so you never have to worry about one becoming lost, and because the heel isn’t set in, they grow with growing feet. Then the kids mutinied. They wanted socks they could tell […]
Mr. Al comes home with all kinds of odd things. This pink flamingo stands about four feet tall, and is wired for lights. The lights don’t work, but Mr. Al naively seems to think he, or someone entirely too near and dear to him, can fix it. Yeah, so maybe I could if I put my mind to it, but then what? Put it in the yard? I actually get a kick out of pink flamingos when they are done […]