There is a man. Of small stature. That dwells deep inside my head. He is a little bastard. Ordering my thoughts. My personality tests introvert. All because of him. I crawl into my shell, And hide away. I’m quiet, deep and shy. Because he directs my thoughts. Being alone recharges our batteries. People think I’m… Read More There Is a Man
The Sequel by Walter Scott Story Sobered on the instant—the padlock had clicked when Montresor passed the chain about my waist and thus fastened me to. the wall—I stood upright in the little dungeon, the blood running cold in my veins. With maniacal laughter, he withdrew from the niche, whipped a trowel from under his… Read More The Sequel by Walter Scott Story
Solitary and forbidding, the house stared specterlike through scraggly trees that seemed to shrink from its touch. The green moss of decay lay on its dank roofs, and the windows, set in deep cavities, peered blindly at the world as if through eyeless sockets. So forbidding was its aspect that boys, on approaching its cheerless… Read More The Closing Hand by Farnsworth Wright
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, Pallid and pink as the palm of the flag-flower that flickers with fear of the flies as they float, Are they looks of our lovers that lustrously lean from a marvel of mystic miraculous moonshine, These that we… Read More Nephelidia BY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE
Growing up we were abused in that we had no toy super store such as Toys R Us. For eleven months of the year our toy selection was found at K-Mart, Ben Franklin or Kesges. In these stores there would be one row dedicated to toys with boys on one side and girls on the… Read More Toy Land
HaircutsMy dad was a stickler for men having short hair. Some of my earliest memories come from trips to the barber. I grew up in Flint, Michigan and downtown we had a Barber College. At one time you could get a 25-cent haircut from the beginners or splurge and for twice that amount and let… Read More Haircuts
A few of my favorite jokes:Two Peanuts:Two peanuts were walking down the street—one was assaulted.A piece of string walks into a bar:A piece of string walks into a bar and walks up to the counter.The bartender says, “Sorry mate, we don’t serve pieces of string in here, get lost.”Upset, the piece of string walks out… Read More Favorite Jokes 001
Kids I Knew – Roscoe JohnsonI had a friend in school named Roscoe Johnson. He had a lot of problems, just like we all did. The worst of his was that he was not coordinated. He could not snap his fingers, clap his hands or chew gum and walk.His dad who had been the star… Read More Kids I Knew – Roscoe Johnson
Smelt RunsWhen I was 11, my dad decided that we should go smelt dipping on Lake Huron. Smelt are a smaller fish, maybe slightly larger than a sardine. They live in, but are not native to the Great Lakes and in April every year they swim inland to spawn in gravel covered streams.To prepare for… Read More Smelt Runs
Greetings to my author/literary friends and anyone who just loves words. In the past few months, I have joined the Board of Directors at Buckham Fine Arts Project in Flint Michigan. Recently the board of directors voted to make some exciting changes that I would like to share with you. Buckham’s mission statement reads, “It… Read More Greetings to my author/literary friends and anyone who just love words.
Ramblings of an Old Coot 