“Of course I’m not going to wear an expensive swimsuit just to lose it in the water… at least, that’s what I hoped we’d be doing out there.” Goldine then waved giddy good bye to the dark beach house. Yes, there was a hot tub,… Read More
Randiddles Thursday’s Randiddle: refrain, hackneyed, terminate (sadly, finger did not land on The Terminator) Actually, I don’t make the daily Randiddles up at all. I use a highly sophisticated computer program. Here’s a screenshot for today’s: And here is the amazing result: “If you can… Read More
Captain Zeus Finnegan flinched when his bookie staggered out of a yellow corvette. He’d either been fighting, or drinking, or both. “Eh, hello Magnum. Everything alright there?” Goldine had gone from yellow swimsuit to a bright yellow dress that nearly glowed int he ink blue… Read More
A story crafted from three words: cigarette, fungus, quadruped. (Oh, God… really, random dictionary?!) Rudolph tossed head and the others pressed in, to form a tight circle. Their antlers even knit in places like a barbed wire fence. Anything, to prevent Blitzen getting back out.… Read More
A story crafted from three random words: sacristy, field hand, touching. Jessup the field hand entered the sacristy, touching its walls with gentle, though work-worn fingertips. “Ha! Got ’em all in one. Together.” he sneered. Though, no one else did. Obviously. Granny Mae, Aunt Sis… Read More
“Carmen, this isn’t about the damned pool, or the melted clothes. It’s about you, dear. How could you just go behind Harmon’s back like that? You have this house, and that body and the clothes–I can’t believe you’d do this to such a clever, devoted… Read More
The ‘Wild Thangs’ Ultimate Frisbee team captain, Zeus Finnegan, loved to swim. A Southie forced to migrate south, savoring the sea-salt breeze until forced to contend with that Labrador Current. It was necessary to fly over-land, therefore, to secretly kiss the ocean–to fingers–when Zeus could… Read More
There is far more to Orlando than the ‘happiest place on Earth’, but the closer one travels to the big theme parks, the more plastic things begin to seem. Beautiful weather may encourage bright colored houses, mansions set with their own tall white gates and… Read More
A story crafted from three random words: cow, tree, pipe. Cows don’t think. Not that they can’t, some might argue. A zoologist might say that cows have spots, not actually thoughts. A rancher will promise you that his (or her) thoughtless cow is of great… Read More
If you don’t use your humanity, could you lose it? Harmon, Carmen and their shallow friends are about to discover the truth about this old wive’s tale… Dare to guess which animal each person truly is deep down?
Randitty 