THE VICAR’S LAPTOP • by Derek McMillan
Well, I don’t know about you but I find I have a lot to do of a Sunday. There is the car to wash, the lawn to mow and those flowerbeds are not going to weed themselves, are they? And… Continue Reading
Well, I don’t know about you but I find I have a lot to do of a Sunday. There is the car to wash, the lawn to mow and those flowerbeds are not going to weed themselves, are they? And… Continue Reading
My horrible brother Mike had brought home his equally horrible friend Joey after school, so I was hiding in the spare bedroom on the couch next to the “good” dollies, the ones I wasn’t supposed to play with. I was… Continue Reading
When she told me the dog was empty, I was shocked. “I fed him only this morning”, I insisted, “and he ate everything.” The vet lifted both halves of the dog in turn, shaking each open end over the examination… Continue Reading
The three of us — Frank Mullins, Jim Tanner and I — were enjoying a couple of cold ones at Tony’s Bar and Grill. Just another dull Thursday afternoon, in which we were partaking of our favorite pastimes, drinking and… Continue Reading
Dressed in his festive orange attire, Niles Davenport follows the jackbooted, uniformed police officer down the boisterous hallway en route to his new weekend digs. His mind reels as he notices the thick gray metal bars that keep the current… Continue Reading
I sit at my desk and stare at the directory in front of me, its physical weight like some joke from the past, an analog nightmare that seems almost ironic next to the smart phone that I’m using to scan… Continue Reading
Niles Dansforth got the notice at lunch. As of tomorrow he was to join the millions of dedicated Americans on the Dole. He was being laid off. Permanently. His career at Dynamicolor Broadcasting Corporation was prematurely ejected. Two and a… Continue Reading
Emily, Martha and the other three from the boost crew got out of van for the fourth time this morning. They were at a CVS parking lot. Martha looked at her sister, “All I said was I wanted to join… Continue Reading
Solemnly, the seven little lawyers looked down at her. Even comatose in her hospital bed, she was so beautiful — her skin, white as snow; her lips, red as blood; her hair, black as ebony. “Who are we meeting with,”… Continue Reading
The inhabitants of Rainbow Sparkly Happy Fairy Valley woke up one morning to find a most unusual visitor had arrived during the night. “Brrraaaains…” their new friend said. Twiggly the unicorn whispered to Jub-Jub the fairy, “I don’t ever like… Continue Reading