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These people probably are trapped in rooms for years with inane office safety videos -- only they're making them. Thanks for reading along.
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Thursday wasn’t exactly an ordinary day to start with because we had a show opening Friday night. It was just a kid show, for kids, by kids, with adult help, me being one of the adults. It was just a summer job, and, after the show’s three-performance run, I was out of a job and out of a place to live. So in addition to overseeing the rehearsals Thursday, I was waiting for calls from the two friends I’d be sharing an apartment with in September. Rehearsals, afternoon and evening, went smooth
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After all nuts were put in the shell. Crapping the wrapping of food. Dumpbell. The Peasant of the United States. In the ancient times, after WWII... We live in an age of comuserism. The lake of sleep. Carless workers. Nagative activies like smooking. Marry-go- round. This sounds on the first glimpse to be right. The high impotence of individual effort. Oftentimes, the moral character of a prospective public leader is heavily circumcized. I wond
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He’d made it to Heaven. He didn’t believe in Heaven, and now he was here. And he was going to stay for longer than he could possibly ever imagine. And Heaven was a garden though perhaps a more formal one than Adam and Eve had enjoyed. He hadn’t believed in them, either. But he was no better dressed than they’d been, and he was – how could he explain this – aroused. There was no one to explain why. Just as there’d been no one to explain where he was. One moment, he was water skiing, and the n
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It’s a story most people think began with oppression. Actually, it began with corruption. And it helped end some of that. Joseph of Arimathea was a wealthy man. He’d worked hard, but he had help. His father and grandfather had also been wealthy. Because of that, Joseph was well educated, and it taught him to thrive. That often meant manipulating the corruption. And though Joseph hated that, he was good at it. He knew life was hard enough without greed. He knew there was food and land f
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It wasn’t supposed to turn out this way. I had a date with the hottest girl in my class for homecoming. It was gonna be great. I’d seen her around school and I thought she was hot, but then I thought nothing of it. Then a couple of weeks before homecoming, one of her friends told me that Talia thought I was cute and that was great ‘cause it’s always great when some girl notices you. But I still didn’t do anything ‘cause there was no reason to. Then I broke up with the girl I was going with and I
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1. Les’s apartment was small and neat, though not really attractive. Things didn’t seem to match, but Les was kind of that way, too. His face wasn’t bad: clear skin, shy eyes, a small nose and mouth. His black hair, worn short, was carefully parted and combed to one side. He was 28, maybe 5'-9,” but he wore dark jeans and a T-shirt, the way chubby guys sometimes do to make themselves look thinner. Still, when he sat, Kenny could see his belly bugle, and his legs spread a bit because o
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I don’t know if I wrote about the Evil Dwarf and later threw the piece away to protect his privacy or out of decency. Or maybe I never even wrote about Ezra. In any case, it’s been over twenty years, and I’ve been dead to him for almost that long, so it’s not going to hurt to write now. Of course, I’m not going to get all the details, let alone get them right. We probably met through a print ad, and I suspect it had to be his because I’d just gotten into town. Actually, not just. I’d met som
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Oh, yeah. And definitely deserving equal weight. Oh, yeah.
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Alterior motives. Spreading migrane on beagles. Sinonimphs. Prisident Roothvone. Persisent Trump. President Bank Obama. Martin Looter King Ghangeni Albert Einstin, known as the "Farter of Physics." Lawnmakers. Clamness of temperament. This argument is obviously species. A person should take time to decide what to eat for lunch or who to marry. Uncomplaining is not the only situation opposite to complaining School Principles are the wisest l
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It’s an odd story, told at an odd time – Christmas Eve – in perhaps an odd place – a church social hall. The woman telling it could still have been in her seventies, and you could see both a trace of the petite beauty she’d once been as well as the sprightly sailor boy. Her wife had long ago died, but their two daughters and a half-dozen grandchildren were living and visited often. “Well, often enough,” she amended. Her wife had died when they were both forty-two. “The girls were in their la
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I hadn't thought of it that way. Maybe the student wasn't off at all. I was.
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Thought is the flame heart of fight. Unlickely. Hope is a dead bird. A sinking ship rises all tides. Greek philosophers such as Aristobulus. The invention of the lightbulb by Eisenstein. The world is composed of several countries. The abundant parents will provide variousity. Many persons walk in the wrong way for their life. In our date-to-date life. The Muslin Britherhood. Undeflared Majors. A whole unexplored gament. A humour of sense. I
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This is a collection of my short fiction. It's mostly lightweight and meant to be amusing. Not the stuff of thought-provoking, great literature or college classes. And, often, guys misplace their clothes. This collection parallels that of my short non-fiction on this site -- Collections. Enjoy.
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The kid wanted sex, needed it really, since he’d never had it before. Not that way. He’d been sucked off by his high school girlfriends and could imagine them being something other than girls. And he’d fucked his college girlfriends and had a lot of fun doing it but always figured there was something missing, something more, something he just didn’t get. Not simply being fucked himself though he imagined that a lot and watched plenty of porn. There was just something about being against a guy’s
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23 From Alan: Home. Uneventfully. My daughters are actually still asleep. My wife’s on the phone, I think talking with her sister. I’ll write more later but just a few thoughts about what I’m thinking. From Ruiz: Home then. From Alan: Yep. Obviously, it was great to meet you. From Ruiz: Still processing here. From Alan: And it seems you realized pretty quickly that I was harmless and dropped any of the defenses you warned me I might see. You relaxed. Which made it easy
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21 From Alan: I have that football game I told you about, so I may not get online till 11:30. Write you when I’m free. From Ruiz: All very well! I’ll be in the hotel. From Alan: Sorry. Later than I expected. Just after twelve. There’s a chance you’re already asleep – or acting out your fantasy. I’ll stay online for a while. Otherwise, I’ll check in tomorrow before I leave. From Ruiz: 6 am. Sorry I missed you. I was deep in fantasy then fell asleep. On track for 7 am. Fr
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20 From Ruiz: Gee I don’t know why you’re feeling cruddy about yourself when you’ve given yourself permission to be the happiest man on earth. From Alan: Rub it in, asshole. From Ruiz: Now you’re calling me an asshole. From Alan: I mean it affectionately, and you know it. From Ruiz: But you still feel crummy. From Alan: I feel like a shit with an erection. From Ruiz: Ha. From Alan: Yeah, I’m a funny guy. From Ruiz: But you’ll still meet me. From Alan: “A
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You've lost it. Stop reading immediately and start reading something clearly logical, like the constitution.
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Thank you for laughing. As I've said, a lot of people think my writing is very serious.
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16 From Ruiz Things are shifting in my thinking. Becoming more direct. To keep certain comfort levels high, please consider meeting me in Iowa City Friday night. I’ll take a hotel room. We’ll be messaging or texting prior. Once you park, I’ll give you the room number. When you enter, I’ll be on the bed with my back against the headboard. So you’ll know what to expect, I’ll be wearing: Glasses. The black button down shirt you’ve seen. A gray henley underneath. Bl
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Unperdictable effects that will dome the ships. Priests must practice mortality throughout their careers. The price for the dress is rather miserable and worthy. The lake of proper instruction. We have been waitresses to calumny. The company has a monotony on stocks. He has a great work ethnic. Venison is awesome, and we all love it. Many people will do what they can see. They were warty and wanting. Compulsion always leads to disaster. The event cover
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I think you're ignoring the warning and reading too many of these too quickly. You're beginning to think like a college student. Of course, that's not the worst thing.
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Yep, though that somehow seems like the plot to a comic book story involving time travel. .
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15 From Alan: I accidentally drove into an isolated dead end last night, way out Center Point Road, and immediately thought of you standing naked there, caught in my car's headlights. From Ruiz: That’s erotic. From Alan: Yeah, but dangerous. I drove there again this afternoon, in daylight, to try to figure out exactly where I was. There’s a small, windowless trailer, about the size of a small horse trailer, parked in the dead end, and I think someone’s living in it. From Ruiz:
