“A man’s subconscious self is not the ideal companion. It lurks for the greater part of his life in some dark den of its own, hidden away, and emerges only to taunt and deride and increase the misery of a miserable hour.”
P. G. Wodehouse
Oct
2
Overheard Lit was nice enough to post one of my stories. I hope you’ll go check it out and then read some of the other great stuff on the site. “Every morning his day would start the same way; hearing the terrified screams of women and/or children seeing his home for the first time.”
Oct
16
Perhaps it was because in his youth he had numerous times paid a lot of money for hallucinogens that mimic certain aspects of dementia that he didn’t freak out the first time it happened. Maybe he just didn’t believe it was entirely related to aging. Whatever the case, a few weeks ago, while peeing, he […]
Oct
15
(originally posted 3/24/2019) “Dad” began the boy, “You said I can ask you anything right?” “Of course” said the dad. “Our dog is a girl dog isn’t it?” “Yes. Lady is a girl” replied the dad, hoping that was the end of it. It wasn’t. “Does she have a vagita?” the boy inquired with […]
Oct
14
(Originally posted 8/21/2014. It got me banned for life by a ‘woke’ magazine that had until that time printed six of my stories over the years. This post was before the transgender movement began to say that men who think they are women can compete against REAL women in sports and that men who don’t […]
Oct
13
The truth is that during the summer the window are closed because the air conditioner is always on, so it’s only in the fall that Otto gets to drift off to sleep to the sound of crickets. A pastime he enjoys immensely. Beginning in mid-September he will have the windows fully open and he will […]
Oct
12
(originally posted 12/8/2012) There is the part in The Truman Show where Jim Carrey’s character sees a lighting fixture fall from the sky. It makes no sense to him, looking up into the clear sky, where it came from or how it could have fallen from out of nowhere. While it wasn’t exactly where […]
