Short Stories
Short vignettes about the world around me though my imagination "remembers" things differently.
Shipping Fees, Bright Lights, and Suicidal Rabbits
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Chaotic Morning – How Not To Begin A Day
I treasure the pre-dawn quiet to slowly awaken, savor the peace and quiet, and avoid a chaotic morning – unlike yesterday.
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No Mythology Like Snow Mythology
As the Southern US is receiving its first (and possibly last) snow of the season, I am reminded of all of the snow mythology that I heard growing up. Now I know snow. I know it well. The snow did not slow me down one bit. I suffered through the harshness. I saw the Flight of…
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Blue Light Madness Unleashed
In my job as a Ranger’s Assistant, I had a Land Cruiser with a blue light that I was forbidden to use. Today, I tell you about the last time I turned it on. As I have described in a previous story, one of my many summer jobs working my way through college was as a…
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Things That Go Bump In The Woodpile
Retrieve wood from the woodpile. Carry it into the house. Build the first fire of the season. No danger, right? Oh, sure, there was the time that I did that in the dead of winter, slipped on a patch of snow, fell with an armload of firewood, and broke two toes. That might have had…
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Beware The Evil Escalator
Thanksgiving is rapidly approaching here in the U.S.—a time to show our thanks by gorging on food until we’re miserable and complaining about leftovers. Retailers, however, have a different goal. They remind us this is the official start of the Christmas shopping season. Of course, many of them have been reminding us for a couple…
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The Revenge Of The College Boy
Anyone who has ever worked a manual labor job to help pay for college has heard the taunt, “College Boy.” Let’s face it, college may help you understand certain things, but most of those things are fairly useless in summer jobs. And the people who get to manage “College Boys” do enjoy rolling their eyes…
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Flight of the Abominable Snowman
Most people claim that the Abominable Snowman is a myth, but I know he is real. In fact, I know he can even fly. I actually witnessed the flight.
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Don’t Try This Recipe For Broiled Vidalia Onions
I am well known for publishing my tongue-in-cheek “Kitchen Tip of the Day” (a book I really need to compile), so I highly recommend that you DON’T try this recipe for broiled Vidalia Onions. Most people in the United States and Canada are aware of the sweet taste of a Vidalia Onion. I wanted to share…
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Missing The Point Of Eye Tests
I was ten years old when I started wearing glasses. It would have been much earlier, but I was missing the point of eye tests. To explain this, you first need to understand that academics came easy. My first few years of school consisted of near perfect scores on all tests. As strange as this…
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Go Home, Tourist, Go Home
Living in a tourist area has more positives than not, but sometimes I empathize with a little Charleston girl shouting, “Go home, tourist, go home.” I love meeting many of the people who visit this area. I have had many a great conversation with people from all around the world. Seriously, everywhere. A few years…
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High School Nightmare Of Politics
My dream transported back more years than I care to count. Back to the world of cliques, petty rivalries, and insecurities. Nothing at all like the adult world. Or maybe exactly like the adult world. Welcome to my high school nightmare. Two big clubs were arch rivals of each other, fighting over insignificant things. Rumor had…
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