Ukraine has discovered that medical marijuana eases the pain and stress of the war. No shit. It eases whatever stress and pain I incur from reading about the war almost instantly. Especially if the THC count is in the thirties… Don’t look now, but the Ukrainians are losing their war (and country) back to theContinue reading “At Long Last”
Category Archives: Short stories
Raise Your Hand
Anyone on this planet with access to the news believe that Putin, that ignorant, paranoid little bald lawn gnome, might have had something to do with Alexey Navalny’s death raise your hands. Come on, up with them. Straight in the air. Now lower your arm forty-five degrees. You get it. And you are a TOTALContinue reading “Raise Your Hand”
Closing Time
Not only an ass-kicking song by Semisonic, but an always-approaching time for us all. The end game. Departure. So why do we waste so much of the precious time we have been allotted on useless horseshit like hatred and fear? And supposedly, we are the most intelligent life form on Earth. Maybe not. AI foundContinue reading “Closing Time”
How Stupid Was I?
Oh boy, where do you start? Selfish more than anything. I always made sure my dog and I always had the best food, liquor, and drugs and we always had a nice place to stay. And did we meet some interesting people. But I only ever got close to one girl I met on theContinue reading “How Stupid Was I?”
Just the Facts
I mean there are two commentators at a basketball game. TWO. One of them goes on a nasty racist rage and the other one did not. When reporting this story, a newspaper mixed them up and reported the wrong reporter’s name as the guilty party. Boom. Twenty-five million. As much as I would hate toContinue reading “Just the Facts”
My Strategy at the Craps Table
I find it curious that certain of my daily blogs (this is number 948) will occasionally strike a chord with some of my readers. Once, I had mentioned a place, and several responded about it. Lately, my successful run at the Las Vegas casino craps tables in the late-seventies-early eighties brought forth a common question:Continue reading “My Strategy at the Craps Table”
Before Time Existed
This is the time before I married my soulmate, or at least that is the way she characterizes it. But somewhere in this void, there was a rapidly-aging young man that had it made: a rich girlfriend with a chip on her shoulder. Kiki. She was a very nice-bodied friend of mine, who, by convenience,Continue reading “Before Time Existed”
Dice
I went to the Four Queens downtown one early morning and there were five people at the crap table: the stickman, and a couple dealers and two players. I was enthralled at the action at craps tables and it drew me like a mosquito to light, so I told one of the dealers that IContinue reading “Dice”
Rack ‘em Up
I write in my book EMOTIONS: Not your Mama’s ABC’s! about some of the crazy things I did while in the five years I spent in the glimmering city. One such chapter involved learning how to shoot nine-ball. I already knew how to shoot 8-ball and had arisen to the point of mediocrity that IContinue reading “Rack ‘em Up”
Here We Go Again
In this dangerous world, our nation’s defense is Priority One. Or at least it should be. What do you do when you want to attract the best recruits possible to join our naval forces? Lower the standards, of course. The business sector has been doing it forever to attract workers who just don’t want toContinue reading “Here We Go Again”
