Yesterday, I was the road-rage victim of an androgynous sumo wrestler. I was at a T-junction, waiting to make a left turn. The beat up Datsun was coming from my right, turn signal announcing its intention to slow and turn … Continue reading →
The people who live in the house behind me are cannibals. No, I have no proof, but I’m always right about these things, so you’ll just have to trust me. I’m not even the one who first noticed it. The … Continue reading →
I love time-travel stories. They’re probably my favorite. Unfortunately, very few of them manage it cleanly without some sort of impossibility involved. Frankly, I don’t care how they accomplish it. The scientific logistics, no matter how ridiculous, will completely pass … Continue reading →
It occurs to me that, as children, we’re limited by rules and restrictions. Pink crayon marks should always be on the inside of the lines on a princess dress. Keep your feet within the designated areas when jumping through a … Continue reading →
Again with the silence? Is this woman consistent about anything? No, not really. I don’t even eat or shower at the same times everyday. Since making a plan to get published seems to have worked well enough to get me … Continue reading →