Bruce Curle `
A Fifty something male that enjoys writing short stories, scripts and poetry. I have had many different types of work over my lifetime and consider myself fairly open minded and able to speak on many topics.
Backlash - Punk Lurking 79
James Shall looked in the mirror. He said to himself, "well, Jimmy, completed another day in the corporate world." Covid had become a friend to his business, though he sometimes wondered how he could keep up the pace. Since the pandemic, his business had bought, stripped, and looted at least a business a week for the last seventeen months. Jackson Markets were now crushed in receivership, and soon his lorries would stop and loot each location for anything worth taking.
Lunatic Dog or Jubilant Doodle
Mr. Obi is what is known as a Double Doodle. His mom was a Standard Poodle and Lab; his father was a Golden Retriever and Standard Poodle. True is Mr. Obi knows only one thing for sure, he is a “DOODLE.”
The Good & The Bad and the Ugly of Indie Films.
Not Haunter (2020) "Not Haunted” is a film that is just over six minutes in length. Shadow Alley Productions is a film company and appears on YouTube. I also found it had a webpage.
How not to Sell your RV
How not to sell your RV Tips on ways to not get top dollar for your RV. Your family or circumstances requires you to sell your motorhome, trailer, or beloved camper. True, you do not want to get top dollar; you want it to be a painfully long process, and you will do it yourself.
Brownsville Station A Music Review
Brownsville Station was a rock band out of Detroit, Michigan. As a teenager, I believed that they were from Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. The band started in 1969 with Mike Lutz, Cub Koda, T.J Cronley and Tony Driggins.
Life, Death, and Everything Stuck Between
A few weeks ago, I wrote a short piece called, “Life, Death, and Everything in Between. The Fallout of a Parent’s Death.”
Seven Times Seven
Yes, it is nearly 2330 hrs. October 30th, 2021, about forty-nine years ago, I sat in this same place. That night thirteen of us sat by this small lake and placed in the rushing stream. We drank large amounts of whiskey, rum, and associated alcoholic beverages, including some awful-tasting aged beer from India.
Dear John I learned of your death in August of 2021 from someone close to our father. I wished I could have cried for you immediately, but tears could not come. This may sound harsh, it might appear wicked or worse, but I think you understand why.