Mount St. Helens blew its top, the Miami Liberty City riots, and this story all took place between a Friday afternoon and a Sunday morning in May of 1980. I had just moved my business offices to a new location, a strip shopping center. The place had about ten stores set up for retail businesses […]
I posted this a day or so ago. Then I woke up in the middle of the night (2:09 a.m.) and said to myself: “What the fuck! Too much personal information.” So, I deleted it. Then I had three margaritas at lunch today and again said, “What the fuck.” Notice, no exclamation point this time. […]
I originally posted this on Chris the Story Reading Ape’s Blog about 100 years ago. “The woods are lovely, dark and deep,” said the poet so many lifetimes ago. He was right; they are lovely. I venture into them as often as possible. I have a few hidden spots known only to me. Places where […]
I’m so sorry Senator John McCain is dead. I am really sad that’s he’s dead. I mean really, really fuckin’ sad he’s dead. I had one … just one lousy question I wanted to ask the man. And now, I’ll never get an answer to my question. Fuck! Hello, kind and gentle reader. It is […]
Standing in the graveyard grass, staring down at the freshly filled grave, stood The Preacher, dressed in black, wearing his black, circular wide-brim hat. As yet, there was no headstone, but The Preacher knew the name of the occupant. Five days before, he had murdered his brother, the man who now lay under his feet. […]
I’m not sure if this really happened, or it was just a bad dream. Either way, it made a powerful impression on my young soul. Michael row the boat ashore . . . sister help to trim the sails . . . the River Jordan is chilly and cold . . . chills the body […]
Someone’s been ridin’ my mule. She ain’t the same no more. She kicks up a fuss when I try to ride her. She kicks up a fuss when I take her on into town. She’s always brayin’ at what I do. She ain’t never done that before. Someone’s been ridin’ my mule in the rain. […]
Before we get started, I’ve got something to say. When reading these hitching stories of mine, you may think these adventures happened all the time while I was on the road. Well, that’s not true. I was on the road five years and most of it was pretty mundane. Just moving around and meeting new […]
A Reprint From 2019 Yesterday was Memorial Day. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the temperature perfect. So, I decided to take a walk in the park. It being a holiday, I knew it would be crowded. I prefer to have the place to myself, so I usually go on the weekdays. […]
Andrew Joyce 