February 2012
5 posts
Do the Bus Stop By Anthony J. Langford →
Fantastic flash fiction. Trust me, you have time to read this.
“Hot Carl!”
grenade launch
An apple core landed.
It slid and tapped his sneaker under the table.
“Whose Carl,” said his new friend.
“I went by my middle name in elementary school.”
"Vietnam Vet" a popular look for young men.
beenie-man:
I remember scraping my knees a few years ago and thinking that I hadn’t scraped my knees in a long time and that maybe I had forgotten that scraped knees existed
January 2012
4 posts
Simulated Demonstration
Excerpt from a story project I am working on.
She pinched her nose hard and powered through the front door with the air freshener on full blast.
It was so white now.
Mabel still hadn’t gotten over the new paint job. She admired it making a small circle around the room with the aerosol. Her hand dropped from her face and all she could smell were flowers, really fresh flowers. It was as if there...
THIS JUST IN! Unknown artist joins Twitter. →
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December 2011
4 posts
Practice
Imagine what Anna Nicole would be doing right now if she were still alive.
November 2011
5 posts
I'm so glad
everyone’s phone can talk now.
Easy Decorating, Channel 243
Bring the lights down.
Danger
Dark, dirty, soot.
over and over and over again.
Is that not the best?
Looks like Christmas in Connecticut.
35 Sexy Costume Options for Ladies
Sweetheart Sailor
French Maid Mistress
Light My Fire
Prisoner of Love
Army
Speed Racer
Shipmate Cutie
2PC. Mod Girl Costume
Galaxy Girl
Hot Firefighter
Flirty Firefighter
Stinkin’ Cute Skunk
Storybook Beauty
Storybook Goldilocks
Sexy Devil
Backdraft Babe
Border Patrol
Taj My Hall
Native Knockout
Christy Creams
Robyn Da Hood
Pirate Wench
Sexy Jester
Sexy Cop
Rear Admiral
Top Gun
Pocahottie
Dr....
September 2011
1 post
2 tags
Walking
Dead bright white sun shone hard in the bluest sky. Her skin was burnt. She had been walking all morning, bleeding and getting weaker with each step.
“Just act normal and no one will see you,” she thought.
She didn’t want to believe what had happened and she couldn’t believe that someone had made her do it again.
She was walking, they said. Walking too slowly down the street not to be noticed...
August 2011
3 posts
Jostled.
transitive verb
1 c : to stir up : agitate <the car jostled them to a new place>
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dude! put your balls away.
storms
water
flood
blood
brown
mud
July 2011
4 posts
How much longer could it wait? →
The Capgras Delusion →
A very Invasion of the Body Snatchers concept.
Can I get the breakfast burrito with no cheese and no sour cream? I’m...
– Young woman dining
June 2011
3 posts
1 tag
How’d you like a kick right in the taco, buster?
– Ed Tuttle
May 2011
2 posts
1 tag
Equal Opportunity
snakebomb:
bonesludge:
today my dad arm wrestled a mentally retarded adult in a fresno burger king and didn’t let him win
we’re a family of champions
Play episode 11
Things heat up when Bret tells the final two girls to pack their bikinis because they’re going for an exotic getaway — in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.
April 2011
7 posts
The Chopping Block
The process in which I eliminate records from my collection in preparation for a big move.
I don’t do Steppen Wolf.
Sound of Music Soundtrack. You’re in.
Dolly Parton can sound creepy.
Talking Heads. True Stories only. The rest of you, out!
Do not need this Janet 12” single from 2004.
Do not need, Capitain y Tennille, Por Amor Viviremos. Incluyendo los exitos,...
CHORES for Kalena
Clean the bathroom.
Take out the trash.
Leave.
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"Dallas".
PART 1
Bobby Ewing has gone and married Pamela Barnes! A beautiful woman but bearing the name of the Ewing nemesis. Barnes!
J.R., Bobby’s older brother, is a real dick to Pam. He figures to get rid of her. Thinks she’s trash. She skanked around for a second with Ray Krebbs, the lead rancher at Southfork, a giant mansion/ranch where all of the Ewing family live.
J.R. and Ray...
Trouble
To dream of losing an eye,
denotes trouble.
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I burnt my eyeball, any suggestions? →
Back in business.
This blog is back in business. So. Let’s get down.
November 2009
1 post
October 2009
3 posts
2 tags
Billie Joel
I was trying to develop a character for I story I was writing. A record had just ended. The quiet was too noticeable.
“I need a new record,” I thought to myself.
I asked myself what I thought this particular character might listen to.
Walking over to the record shelf Billie Joel popped into my head.
Now, I am not so fond of Billie Joel but do have a couple records. I can get down...