Sometime this spring will mark my fourth anniversary of sharing the weekend wrap duties. It was either in April or May 2021, I think, although I could look it up.
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The Insolence of the Lambs: A Feckless Fable by Leila Allison
Our cast
Re-education Story Lady………Dame Daisy Kloverleaf
Truant Officer Aye………………Beezer Baw
Truant Officer Nae…………… Barkevious Baw
The Lamb Sextuplets…………..Themselves
Principal …………………………Penrose the Flying Weasel
The Bogey-Sheep……………..Juan Gee
Superintendent Renfield………Herself (actually drunk, a method actress)
Continue reading “The Insolence of the Lambs: A Feckless Fable by Leila Allison”Literally Reruns – Nik Eveleigh
Step right up one and all and get a gander at Gastro the Great by one of the site’s founders, Nik Eveleigh.
Continue reading “Literally Reruns – Nik Eveleigh”Week 521 – Annoyances, Bert Campbell Was A Legend And Profit Over People.
A few totally random things have came to my mind this week and the first is a challenge.
Continue reading “Week 521 – Annoyances, Bert Campbell Was A Legend And Profit Over People.”Anita Knows by Leila Allison
Act One: What Goes Up Eventually Leaves a Crater
Nowadays, the amazing comeback of the boy band, the billigits, is all the rage in Saragun Springs. The cycle of fame travels extremely fast in fantasy realms. For six weeks the boys (natives of the Springs) were flying high, superstars in the Springs’ sister realm called Other Earth; launched by the spectacular success of their debut album, meet the billigits (billigits do not use capital letters). Yet six weeks later, the band imploded, and the billigits were just another pockmark in the town of hasbeenville.
Continue reading “Anita Knows by Leila Allison”520: Don’t Touch that Dial, More Words From the TV Generation
In Stephen King’s On Writing he mentions that he is among the last generation of writers who learned to read and write before television became a staple of American life (as I’m sure was the same in other developed nations as well).
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I never learned how to ride a bicycle. My little sister did; during her Jesus phase Tess earned a rusty third-hander from the Presbyterians because she’d memorized fifty Bible verses. It was the sort of bike you could leave out and not care if it got stolen. Forever on foot, I excelled at heartstopping bolts across busy streets, hopping fences and creating shortcuts; I also developed a mailman’s awareness of Dogs.
Continue reading “Mannish by Leila Allison”Literally Reruns – Loredano Carfano
As anyone who reads the site knows, we publish a great deal of stuff by one or two-off writers. That is not a problem, but it sometimes results in excellent stories getting lost because the name of the author was only around for a short time.
Continue reading “Literally Reruns – Loredano Carfano”Week 519 – Cleaning Naked Appendages, ‘Tell ‘Um About The Honey Mummy And Henry Maghee Was That Mummy.
Here we are posting number 519
It’s been a weird week.
I’ve been limping more than normal and just noticed I have a huge bruise on my knee – Fuck knows how it got there. A note to my self (Is that one word??) I need to take more showers!!!!
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Toys
During my decade at Goodwill I had many jobs. I recall one fondly: Toy evaluation. It involved going through the massive amount of donated toys and separating the trash from the saleable.
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