Tales from my head
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The rain shower surprised everyone. It was the last few minutes of the fourth quarter in the annual football game between the cities of Gordonville and Richfield, and the score was tied. For the last few years Richfield has won every match, and tonight Gordonville is inside the twenty-five-yard line of their arch enemy, with…
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Cody had enough. He pats his back pocket to make sure the note is still there, then slips the noose he made out of an extension cord over his head. He sighs loudly, pulls the noose tight and relaxes his knees, hanging with his feet still touching the garage floor. Soon he loses consciousness and…
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Ray loves food, especially fast food. Not Mickey D’s or Wendy’s or any of those restaurants, but real fast food that comes from a truck. He tells this joke to everyone, sometimes more than once in the same conversation. Ray is one of god’s children, another of his sayings learned from gramma Orb. When Ray…
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Oliver Twist Thompson, known as Olly to all, owns and operates a veterinarian clinic in Winnemucca Nevada. This city of almost eight thousand is intersected by interstate 80, and his clinic gets a lot of walk-in customers from travelers on their way to Tahoe or Vegas. The giant sign that advertises his location was a…
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I went for a walk on the hottest day of the year, so far. 96 Fahrenheit, 36 Celsius. Hot no matter how you measure it. As my feet competed to be in front my mind wandered, and I found myself thinking about an upcoming trip to South Africa. We left there at the start of…
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Cars kill forty thousand people every year in the USA. Guns are used to kill others on average twenty thousand times a year! Another twenty six thousand gun related deaths are suicide. Not counting suicides cars claim twice as many lives as guns. Here is the strange thing: if a person is reckless with a…
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Thoughts! Thoughts lead to feelings, and feelings lead to action. We are just bags of bones and blood, but have a brain that can that run amok and cause us harm. Limiting our thoughts is cheating. I always though it is best if a head can hold two ideas at once. Between right and wrong…
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Bubba Less, christened Bertrand Ferdinand Morrison Less, 46 years ago on good old planet Earth is not a happy colonist. His spacesuit smells like old farts and sweat, and the moment the airlock door opened his nose started itching. There is no way in hell that you can scratch your nose when wearing a space…
Tales from my head 