by Richard The future keeps breaking through into the present, usually in ways we never thought it would. For instance, today I’m getting ready to take Sarcasmo on a trip to Idaho for a look at another bit of education. I’m coming back. He’s not. Hyper Lad is away at Camp Cheerio. The only one [...]Share on Facebook
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by Richard No, I’m not the Wicked Witch of the whatever direction it is that doesn’t like water and reacts badly to a little improvisational comedy in the vein of the Three Stooges. That is, the one that melts when water gets thrown on her. I’m just talking about the heat. That terrible, horrible heat. [...]Share on Facebook
by Richard I cook dinner for the Jones compound just about every night. And, just about every night, the best I can expect after is — perhaps — a burp and a murmured, “That didn’t stink” from some obnoxious young dudes. Last night, though. . . Last night, they all couldn’t stop raving about what [...]Share on Facebook