Month: May 2018

Musings on Fate

I didn’t even feel it. It was a perfect storm of can’t be bothered. Such a rich and vibrant symphony of haphazard bric-a-brac…culminating in the scalpel-like edge of a broken mirror finding its coda as it collided with my calf. It was but a…

Gimp Chronicles – Mirrors and Doom

I might post a pic of the mishap just to let it sink in. How damn dangerous broken mirrors can be.

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 3.8 – A Good Egg

People like Leo always made me reevaluate my line of work. He was so genuinely thrilled by every nook and cranny of the ‘forgotten borough;’ Waxing on and on about the architecture of the Conference House where Lord Howe had met with Franklin to…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 3.7 – ‘Good food and good work…’

  I was sated. I was oversated. So much so that I felt one with the deep brown leather of the recliner that I was occupying. We were two stuffed amorphous things merged as one. Like some sort of gluttonous first world yin-yang circle….