Zombie, Pineapple, Octopus
Okay good readers, my friend’s kids wanted a story about a certain yellow, square sea sponge, and in the wish to avoid any copyright issues I did a parody of said sponge instead. Hey, we all have lame writing days, this is MY lame, I own it, it’s Mine! Your kids might like it though, everyone knows that grown-ups are lame! Read the rest of this entry
flamingo, knight, loupe
Carolina Hayes pulled her feathered, electrified and bedazzled headdress off and put it on a shelf in the back of the dressing room. Jessica Martin and Arlene Treanor were nearby, doing the same. They all sat and took off their strappy sandals with the 4 inch heels Read the rest of this entry
Popcorn, jelly beans, kitties
“Mom, where is my pink shirt? I want to show Jenny.” Casey called downstairs.
“Did you put it in the dirty clothes?” Her mother called back. The silence upstairs was her answer. “I can’t wash your clothes if you don’t put them in the hamper Casey. Put it in and I’ll get it the next time I do wash.”
“What?” Casey had already gone back to her room. Read the rest of this entry
Mistake, Chocolate, Whale
The small bell over the front door jingled merrily. People had come and gone all morning, ordering cakes with everything from crowns to whales to Barbie dolls on them.
“Hello, welcome to Baking Babes, how are you today?” The owner, Candy Owens, greeted the newcomers with a smile. Father and daughter, Candy thought. They favored one another.
“We would like to order a cake,” said the gentleman. Read the rest of this entry
Elephant, Book, Chocolate
Oh thou elegant elephant
with appendage long and nimble.
Thy stupendous auditory organs
pale in comparison only to thine buttocks. Read the rest of this entry
Copious, Superfluous, Latrine.
Music blared from unseen loudspeakers as Truva Allen walked past the Ferris wheel. Row after row of lights lit the Midway. The lights were strung high on poles and attracted all manner of insects. They beat themselves silly against the hot bulbs then fell to the ground to be crushed by girlfriends who were “like, totally” dragging their high school boyfriends to test their strength and win them a teddy bear.
Truva was not one of the airheads. She was supposed to meet Matt here at eight but had come at six to look at some of the exhibits. Read the rest of this entry
Blood, Red, Hands
I stood in the kitchen chopping up food
to go in the pot and somehow taste good,
While I crooned to my baby and watch for my son
(who thinks stopping the toilet with Barbie is fun). Read the rest of this entry
You Crazy B!
Popelia lifted her head, eyestrain was getting to her again. She rubbed a tired hand across her face and stretched. I need to get up and move a little, she thought. Get my blood moving again! Popelia was an archaeologist, and a good one. She was an expert on all things ‘2000.’ She was tired and a little sore from bending over her lab table, she had been there for several hours now.
Given that this was the year 3469 and that technology was just now returning to it’s pre-war momentum, the 2000’s were of great interest these days. Read the rest of this entry
Mountain, Pristine, Journey
The White Mountain Auto Road is only open a few months of the year. They don’t bill themselves as having “The World’s Worst Weather” for nothing. The conditions are so unpredictable that the road is only open from mid-May to mid-October. Usually. The road seems barely wide enough in places for two cars to pass, and the two car theory is particularly frightening when one of them is a big honkin’ SUV. Read the rest of this entry