“And that’s why it’s the way it is.” He sat back in his chair and sipped his coffee smugly. His nose wrinkled slightly as his tongue revealed the coffee was no longer fashionably hot. We had just met a few hours ago in the coffeehouse, when he asked to share the large table with me. Continue reading “Investigate”
A tale of two women… Continue reading “Vote”
It looks like a suit of armor. Dark matte colors and unforgiving curved surfaces abound. The cloth sheathing is crumpled in the corner. I’m in the mechanic’s bay of my lab, there is no need to proclaim where my loyalty lies, as I’m the only one here. The bare exosuit hangs from anchors in the ceiling. Continue reading “The Exosuit”
“What the hell is that?” He shrunk back from the tchothcke she had just unwrapped and placed delightedly on the desk in front of him.
“This?” She was quite cheerful about it. “Isn’t it cute?” She patted it gingerly.
“Cute? It’s a monstrosity! A shrunken head? Thank god, it’s a replica!” He shivered in reflex. Continue reading “Life Is Good”
The birds dropped no feathers,
nor flew in strange paths,
nor sang in strange times,
nor died in strange ways. Continue reading “Omen”
So, um, yea. A call was put out to make pepper spray themed Christmas carols. I might have gone too far with it. My first attempt was based on “Let It Snow“, and I chucked around three ‘verses’ for the fun of it. But my muse would just not allow me to leave it there. Continue reading “Pepper Spray Carols”
So, there’s a blog anthology site I contribute to called Practical Pagans. And there is a podcast show starting next week called Practical Druidry. The two are NOT related.
Just wanted to formally make the distinction.
Practical Pagans: http://practicalpagans.katalytis.com/
Crown or horns, it matters not.
They circle round your brow in spiral menace.
Let those who fear you tremble.
Pleading sounds of sheep. Continue reading “Master”
I found this marinade in the comments section of the Chowhound Post: “Tips on marinating/tenderizing London Broil“. It worked really well the first time I tried it, but I completely forgot to save my notes AND the page link. So I’m placing it here where I can’t possibly forget it. Because yummies should be shared. Continue reading “London Broil Marinade”
Deep laughter echoing through worlds and dreams.
I know that sound so well.
I thought I would never hear it again.
My heart both rose and fell.
“I’ve sent you an invite, informal and vulgar.
Through muck and field, for you.
Don’t know why you’ve tossed away my number,
Silly girl, I wasn’t thru. Continue reading “Silly Girl, I Wasn’t Thru”