A gecko in the watering can.
gecko, a photo by chancew1 on Flickr. The terrible heat continues…. It’s always hot here in the summer, of course, but this is crazy. When I left work today, going out into the parking lot, it...
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I’ve been working hard, riding my bicycle from five to ten miles every day. It’s getting really hot, but luckily, you make your own breeze on the bike and it’s possible to get some riding done in the...
View ArticleShort Story Day 2 – Heat
2. – Heat Joyce Carol Oates http://www.classicshorts.com/stories/heat.html Ok, now for something completely different. We swerve away from the careful, slightly arcane prose of W. Somerset Maugham to...
View ArticleSushi and Georgia O’Keeffe
Crazy Fish Sushi and a book of Georgia O’Keeffe paintings (Click to Enlarge) It was way too hot. The mercury was rising well past the century mark and the Texas sun was beating down, roasting the world...
View ArticleHuman Beings Would Not Be Human Without Them
“Any technological advance can be dangerous. Fire was dangerous from the start, and so (even more so) was speech – and both are still dangerous to this day – but human beings would not be human without...
View ArticleThe Essential Hot Sauces
“He who controls the spice controls the universe.” ― Frank Herbert, Dune Oblique Strategy: Don’t break the silence I am all about the hot sauce. Food exists largely as a means to shovel hot sauce into...
View ArticleCycling Through a Blast Furnace
“Just as the Mediterranean separated France from the country Algiers, so did the Mississippi separate New Orleans proper from Algiers Point. The neighborhood had a strange mix. It looked seedier and...
View ArticleShort Story Of the Day (flash fiction), Plastics by Bill Chance
Mr. Maguire: I want to say one word to you, Benjamin. Just one word. Benjamin Braddock: Yes, sir. Mr. Maguire: Are you listening? Benjamin Braddock: Yes, I am. Mr. Maguire: Plastics. —-The Graduate...
View ArticleSunday Snippet, Poem, Dust Crew by Bill Chance
“All happiness depends on courage and work.”― Honoré de Balzac Heat Dust Crew Six men sleep is a star patternfeet, boots in against the treeheads outthe only wayto pull a little shade from the...
View ArticleInto the Triple Digits
“Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air – moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh – felt as if it were being exhaled into one’s face. Sometimes it even sounded...
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