Working for someone else

Something I’ve always hated about working for someone else is that you’re expected to believe (or convincingly pretend, in the corporate setting, anyway) that the people in positions above you are in fact superior to you. It’s just one more thing to gnaw at me during my time there. That expectation seems to be even stronger the further east you go Continue reading Working for someone else

World Cup 2014

I love World Cup soccer (“football/futbol” to most of the world), so life is good now with all the games on. I’m ticked at ABC/ESPN for limiting all USA games to ESPN, which I can’t see because we don’t subscribe to cable TV. Of course, they do that to force people like me to subscribe, which I won’t Continue reading World Cup 2014

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  1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
  2. Name the last five Heisman Trophy winners.
  3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America pageant.
  4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
  5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor Continue reading Take this quiz


[from 1994, © 1994]

by Eric McGovern

It was a warm, humid night, as are most nights of August in Bay St. Louis, Mississippi. It was ten p.m. and, as I loaded my fishing gear into my truck and looked up at the full moon, I was getting anxious to fish. I started up the truck, drove about three miles, and turned down a dark dirt ro Continue reading Catfish

Devastating Earthquake Rocks Southland

[from 1993]

A powerful earthquake measuring 8.3 on the Richter Scale brought Southern California to its knees just before dawn yesterday. Hundreds of buildings in the greater Los Angeles area were completely destroyed, dozens more rendered uninhabitable. L.A.’s newly-completed MetroRail subway system collapsed in on itself. Virtually every Continue reading Devastating Earthquake Rocks Southland

Aliens Spoke to Me

[from 1993]

I just started driving. I don’t know why. Boredom, I guess.

I left my house around noon. I’d had enough of watching football on t.v. and just felt like getting out. When I hopped into my truck I had no idea where I might go. East, I thought. To the desert, maybe. “See the desert,” I said to myself.

To the desert I w Continue reading Aliens Spoke to Me

Kangaroos Attacked Me

[from 1993]

by Greg* — [* not really]

There I was in Long Beach, California, having lunch down along the docks like I always do. It was a cool Autumn day, early November. I was watching the ships roll in … then I’d watch ’em roll away again. Whoa-wo sittin’ on the dock of the bay …

Sorry. I can’t get that song out of Continue reading Kangaroos Attacked Me

Remmy Gets Gas

[from July 1990]

by Bill

Remmy pulled into the gas station and jumped out of his pickup. He went to the rear of the truck, checked his reflection in the camper shell window, smiled at himself, and slid the gas nozzle into the tank.

He left the pump on automatic and wandered over to a soda machine sitting next to the cashier’s boo Continue reading Remmy Gets Gas


by William Arthur “Bill” Holmes. © Copyright 1990-2010
[From September 5, 1989]

In the vast expanse of Llycete Spaceport’s docking yard on this below-freezing winter morning, the Mraclys, a small ship badly in need of a paint job, stood apart from the other ships. It stood out mostly because it was so ugly. Green on top, orange Continue reading Baub