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Wednesday, February 01, 2006. My Girl Friend's Dead - A One Act Comedy: :. Killjoy’s, an art house coffee shop. Throughout the play, only the characters at the main table can be heard by the audience. Anywhere else in the café, characters mime their conversations. PAYDEN, a grungy twenty something. ALEX, male, twenty something. JULIA, Payden’s girlfriend. DENISE, Alex’s girlfriend. COURTNEY, Denise’s cousin. JOEY, male, twenty something, metrosexual. LIZ, female, twenty something, funky with an attitude.
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Tuesday, May 24, 2005. The next two weeks.]: :. On Friday I will be departing for my wedding and honeymoon! I'm very excited, but I'm not sure what my posting schedule will be like during the next two and a half weeks. If possible, I will try to dust off an older story that I think you might enjoy and post that. Cheers! Posted by D @ 6:42 PM. About The Man of Adventure]: :. Posted by D @ 6:33 PM. The Man of Adventure: :. Oh, I’m terribly sorry. We didn’t see you there.". Timothy, like so many people befo...
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Wednesday, August 24, 2005. Timmy, Jimmy, and the Beast of Tagmart: :. I think we should break their skulls open. Quiet, Jimmy. He crouched and picked up a rumpled lady’s shirt that was lying on the floor. His eyes jerked from point to point until they found a shirtless hanger on the clothing rack beside him. His right eye narrowed and his left opened wider. Evil, he said. Break their skulls, said Jimmy. Make them pay, said Jimmy. Girl, look at these. My mom wears these! How can you stand it? He could he...
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005. Some Thoughts on the Blog So Far]: :. Originally, I thought that this blog would be a place for me to write just short. Posted by D @ 9:36 AM. Saturday, April 16, 2005. She was shorter than him, and even standing on her tiptoes her playfully spiked black hair came up only as far as his chin. She started to walk past him, then let herself fall against him when the train rocked again. He didn't move to catch her, so she placed a hand against his chest to stop her fall. She walked...
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Monday, December 12, 2005. Legacies Part III: :. Quick, take off your shirt! Becky pointed to the mirror. Look at us. You’re covered with sweat, your hair is a mess, and I look almost as bad. We’ve just been attacked by a ninja in a dark bathroom, and we look it. You guys get attacked? Said Scott. He exhaled loudly, and his shoulders slumped. Byron was still trying to catch his breath. The cops are here what are we gonna tell them? I’ve got a plan. What is going on here? Becky spun around as if surprised...
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Wednesday, August 24, 2005. Timmy, Jimmy, and the Beast of Tagmart: :. I think we should break their skulls open. Quiet, Jimmy. He crouched and picked up a rumpled lady’s shirt that was lying on the floor. His eyes jerked from point to point until they found a shirtless hanger on the clothing rack beside him. His right eye narrowed and his left opened wider. Evil, he said. Break their skulls, said Jimmy. Make them pay, said Jimmy. Girl, look at these. My mom wears these! How can you stand it? He could he...
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Tuesday, October 25, 2005. Legacies Part II: :. Hey Eva, take my picture with the ninja! Byron turned to look through the bathroom door and could just see Officer Wayneford posing for a shot next to the body. There was a flash from a camera bulb. It should have hurt his eyes, but of course it didn’t. Don’t step in any of the blood! Officer Rodriguez called out to the two in the stall. It’s okay. He fell on the commode, so most of it dripped into there, Wayneford shouted back. Yes sir, said Scott. There w...
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Sunday, February 27, 2005. About A Narrow Escape]: :. My intention is for this blog to be a place where you can stop by regularly to get a small cup of fiction. It won't usually be a whole story - just a little something poured from my imagination and mixed with a dash of my surroundings at the time. Think of them as espresso shots of other worlds. Posted by D @ 2:54 PM. Saturday, February 26, 2005. A Narrow Escape: :. Everything happens in beats. One: the two joggers close the distance in powerful, athl...
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Tuesday, June 14, 2005. Late Shift at the Soul Eater: :. At five minutes to ten I rode my Vespa into the dark parking lot of the Soul Eater a massive, granite, hulking, fortress of a building where I worked as a security guard. The actual name on the building was Harvester Investments Company, but for me it was the Soul Eater a place where I traded away half of my waking day in return for barely enough money to cover rent and food. Hey, I said. Anything happen this afternoon? The zombies come in, the zom...
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005. A Betting Man: :. Henrick Bjornson was bored with planet living. There never seemed to be enough adventure in it anymore. He had flown his plane, a craft that he had built himself with nothing but the basic principles of aerodynamics as a guide, through mountains and over deserts. He had seen many strange sights and was able to say without exaggeration that on more than a few occasions he had "barely escaped with his hide.". This is your plane? Yep Beautiful isn't she? She aske...
