I toyed with returning to “The Thing Is“. Tonight I’m giving it a shot.
Olsen got started quick tonight. I planned on a conversation that started with “I can’t believe the fucking Cowboys lost again.” or “What the fuck is up with T. Boone Pickins anyways?” or “I still can’t believe they tore down [...]
And the link that takes you there.
There are books. There are lists. And there are the Internets.
These three things combine occasionally to brush past me like a work friend on her way to get coffee or lunch. We pause to chat then get back to whatever we were up to before crossing paths.
Today she passed me again. A thought I had [...]
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The [something interesting] Choir stared after the body on the floor—willing it to take a breath. Jackern ignored them all—the body and the Choir. He grasped two daggers, one in each hand, butt to butt, one up one down in a neutral but ready stance. He [...]