Married family business guy with a passion for writing. Self taught and learning more every day. My stories speak to me more than I do to them. I'm just the tool putting them to type. My stories are the real artists.
Ca-Caw! Ca-Caw! Tookie! Tookie -tookie!
Dago knows what's going on. He acts like he's just an ordinary theropod but he isn't. I know he isn't because, I'm not. Who am I? I'm Dago's son, Trego, but... he doesn't know that.
George and Martha
George and Martha Wentworth were a hard-working dedicated couple who made a living working very respectable jobs. George sold business insurance while Martha supervised her local code enforcement office. Due to their particular fields, they were always wary of people trying to take advantage of the system.
Franklin Cider Mill
The Franklin Cider Mill, Bloomfield Hills, Michigan. In my line of business, between running a family owned and operated business in Florida and trying to work on no less than six novels at the same time and various short stories, I find myself with little time to do anything else.
Invisible Is'ims. Sexism, Racism, Nepotism...
Racism and the "N" word. I was ten years old when I said the N-word for the first time. I was in 4th grade, and Mrs. Bridges was my teacher. She was a real hard ass and never listened to me or much of my valid complaints, but that's another story. I was your typical sticks and bones white kid, living out in the boonies. I thought I was "normal". Turns out, things got a lot more abnormal as I grew up, and then I started discovering all the abnormal that had always existed. I just didn't know what it was, until then.
The Universal Spell Book
Magic 4040. Welcome to Magic 4040. First, off, we have standards and I expect each one of you to conduct yourself in an orderly fashion. That means "No Talking" while reading this text. I mean you Mr. Thomas. Yes... that's right. This is a magical text. Now be quiet so the rest of the students can concentrate and read on.
Another Sick Day
It started about a week ago. I was sitting on the toilet and as I finished my business, I sneezed. Now, normally a simple innocent little sneeze means nothing, but for someone like me, who has had constant and chronic sinus issues since I was a child, the sneeze was much more telling.
Glenn and Betty Weber
This is a picture I have never seen, until this day. I was writing a shortened down version of my life, when I started really missing my Grandma and Grandpa and I went searching the internet for them. I have to say, with respect to those we have loved and lost, finding information and record on the internet is something of beauty. I cannot thank those who made this possible, enough. I also want to thank my cousin Alicia Weber, who's Facebook page was the source for this photo. Thank you so much.
The Yellow Worm is probably one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen, or touched, in the Wasteland. No, you really don't know. Tiny Biters and Paraskiees are nothing compared to this "thing". Twenty? You wanna add anything to this? Any words of wisdom or scientific... bullsckrick?