100 Words - Rocky Road

 The so-called gravel road was actually small boulders. OK, very small boulders, from ping pong ball to baseball in size, but they were all kinds of jagged though. If the truck didn’t have pre-Reagan military tires we never would have made it through.

Now we are here, wherever here is. It’s not so much a nameable place as just the end of the road. The sunset over the empty desert was almost worth the trip alone. Spent the whole night digging and half the day filling in the hole. Now I get to go home. Gonna be lonely without her.

Carpet Drive

Sometimes all it takes is a magic carpet

Never Argue With A Clairvoyant Rabbit

It’s impossible to win an argument with a clairvoyant bunny rabbit. First, they know things. Second, they don’t speak English. Finally, they’re mean!

100 Words - Creepy Old Guy

 Try as I might I’ve never been able to pull off the creepy old guy at the bar persona. I’ve tried a series of maneuvers to give off a “this guy might be dangerous, hide your daughters” kind of vibe, but I’m just too obviously harmless.

Apparently I was raised right. Or maybe I’m mentally ill. Insanity is easier to accept than failure of appearance. Not just that good an actor.

There just aren’t enough drunk young women with grandpa fetishes. It happens on TV all the time, but I’m starting to think that it’s all just a male fantasy.

The Vampire Chicken

A semi-true tale of animal violence and parental betrayal

Dusk, Neon and the Prophecy

What fate awaits our hero?

100 Words - Octopus Tangents

Peter’s dreams would start in a variety of ways but they always ended with him being eaten by octopuses. As phobias go, fear of becoming octopus fodder is pretty rare. It became so bad that Peter was eventually unable to interact with any tentacled creature.

Oh, and I recently found out that since octopus is a Greek word, octopuses is the correct plural for casual conversation. I consider my writings to be casual. You really shouldn’t take anything that I write to be authoritative, or for that matter, true. That’s why it’s called fiction. Does this count as fiction? Unknown.