Dog’s Day At The Beach 23 Aug 2013 | 07:48 pm

Eating a sandwich, my friend looks at me and says “Let’s go to the beach again, want to?” We look at the time and instantly decide it’s worth it. It was 3:30, she lives pretty far from the beach, but ...

Weekly Photo Challenge: CareFree to JumP ofF A CliFf 19 Aug 2013 | 08:16 pm

I took this a few years back. I was working with Leo. We ran a sprint car team. We spent five years zig-zagging across the country chasing summer all year round. Occasionally we had breaks between the...

Blow Out 15 Aug 2013 | 08:26 pm

Julie was mad as hell. What was he thinking? Texting her at two-thirty in the morning saying he was too drunk to drive home? “Too drunk my ass” she fumed when she snapped her cell phone shut. She yank...

Where Do I Start? 14 Aug 2013 | 08:10 pm

I know, you’ll tell me to start at the beginning. But this story, you see, has no beginning. Not that I can think of, at least. It’s been a crazy week. That at least I know. Monday, of last week, … Co...

Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreshadow & Ominous 4 Aug 2013 | 07:21 pm

This week we have two prompts that mesh perfectly, like peanut butter and cup, or like hot chocolate and drizzle, or like really too and funny. The universe works in mysterious ways… sometimes it’s no...

They Call Me Maria Blanca: The Real Story 3 Aug 2013 | 11:04 pm

Mexican laundromats – las lavanderias – are the bomb. Trust me. But before I go on, haven’t I proven time and time again that I can be trusted? You walk into a lavanderia, drop a bag of dirty, sweat-d...

They Call Me Maria Blanca 1 Aug 2013 | 03:30 am

I have found a sense of deep and utter peace in Mexico. This image, which is exactly the same image, but with different edits, represents my current state. Floating. It also represents what I believe ...

Gha! 25 Jul 2013 | 08:26 pm

Have you noticed anything new in these digs? Anything? Anything? I’ve always been so jealous of those who have such writerly sites – the ones with a white background, and black font & content. Just li...

Untitled 25 Jul 2013 | 05:11 pm

A Dropped Button 22 Jul 2013 | 08:55 pm

Only on account that his look said “Yes, Go for it,” did she quickly reach for his top button. He had already loosened his tie. Left it around his neck. She ignored it at first. At first she pounced o...