Before we get to the finale story for this year, let’s take a moment and reflect on the madness which is Randitty’s ever-changing blog art: Each feature story on this blog is planned with a corresponding page design. The banner, backgrounds, and even positioning of… Read More
Q: Is there really a true message in this god-awful, photoshopped picture? A: Yes, but not in any magical way. Go on, assess the process by which certain asses assimilate to life in captivity, captivating those who plod down from civility to pause, peer and… Read More
Harmon used the last of his debt money to fly back to Orlando. He worked harder than ever before in his life, to find a legitimate broker and then sell the home he once shared with Carmen. She wasn’t coming back, and seeing that designer… Read More
Harmon began by hugging his wife. And, ducking swipe of her claws. “You know, that whole cat-woman movie was a lie. This is not fun. At all.” He then turned over each of her hands. “But at least it’s soft fur. I’d make a great… Read More
It is very easy to discern what is real and what matters when one is losing money. Harmon wanted a bold poker game, to order drinks he wasn’t going to pay for, and then talk the dealer’s ear off. But, slot machines were right in… Read More
“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
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
“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
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