The Border

Was it worth it?

100 Words - Sack of Marbles

 

Mixed in with the pile of uninspired knickknacks on the thrift store shelf was a small sack of green marbles. They didn’t look like regular marbles. You could almost see through them, but your reflection got in the way.

There was no price, so the clerk sold them to Billy for a dollar. He studied each one that night while lying on his bed, putting them away as sleep overtook him.

In the morning, he was dead. An x-ray showed that his brain had shrunk to nothing.

Two weeks later, his family donated all his stuff to the thrift store.

100 Words - Ghost Road

The problem with most RV parks is that are built on land not good for much more than an RV park. That means that most are built many miles away from anything interesting. The upside of this is that I get to go on cycling adventures.

I rode my bike for miles along the dirt road across the dessert to explore a ghost town I read about. I reached it after nearly three hours, and turned right around when I saw the toll booth. They wanted eight dollars and had big guns. Back to camp I went. Another great adventure.

100 Words - Sloth

 

I miss sloth. Several years ago life forced me to get up off the couch. I slowly learned to exercise more and eat better. Now I’m the healthiest I’ve ever been and stressed out beyond belief. There was no stress back on the couch. I miss the couch.

I considered the other deadly sins. Gluttony is out of the question. I’ll never be fat again. Pride, greed, wrath and envy have no obvious upside. That leaves lust.

So lust it is. Time to be the creepy old guy at the end of the bar, hunting for some creepy old gal.