Boble VI: Jobless, epilogue
Interlude In Bob Heavens (where there is a shining planet, known as sausage)
Swallow Your Tongue
This is the mundane power of a name. A thing they call you, and when they say it, you turn your head. Whether you turn toward them to acknowledge or turn away, keep shuffling forward as if you didn’t hear, …
Memorial Day? More like Mem-BORE-ial day! Am I Right?!
So while all you fuckers are enjoying a three-day weekend, stuffing your faces full of pork byproduct and whacking off to Saving Private Ryan, I’ve got to work in retail, so there will be no architecturally sound emotional outpouring on …
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Boble VI: Jobless, part one
The Book of Jobless Chapter One “Jobless and His Pie(ty)”
Haunted by the Dog Man
Here they come around the corner of the block, the man and his dogs. He wears soft buckskin moccasins so the sound of his feet treading the sidewalk imitates that of his two companions. Padt padt padt. The only difference …
Boble V: Chronicles of Scary Things in Your Future, conclusion
Chapter Four “The Death and End of Dil’s Reign”
Brave Captain Harvey, Continued!
“Now. I’m stark naked, holed up in a cramped room with two dead whores, my radio is shot to shit, and I’m blue-balled all to hell. Twelve shots in the clip. I’m estimating there’s at least seven of ‘em outside, …
Sunday Archive: The Walkers, Part One
This was a “margin scribbling” while I was engrossed in my post-apocalypse novel during 2003. The same novel I constantly threaten to serialize on Fridays but have, as yet, failed to do. While working out problems with characters and situations, …