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When the going gets weird; the weird turn pro

Hunter S Thompson

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“My belicosa has a first name, it’s J E S U S …” That’s as far as I got. It’s hard to fit Fuego into the Oscar Meyer song. I had to rearrange my humidor as I bought a divorce celebration of Fuen...


It’s just like home. The sun didn’t set, the gray and the wet just darkened, colors lost their definition except for the glow within. I used to live here. This is the place I meant when I said ju...


It’s all Hallows eve and I sort of wish I were writing an October Flash. I will. I have another horror flash in me, I’m sure, probably several thousand. I’m not a huge fan of the genre, I don’t r...


October 29, 2013

Not an October Flash in Normal entries

No October Flash for me today. I paraphrase; Truth is more horrifying than fiction. No, no dead bodies, no small murders, no square block apocalypse. Just a divorce, the long last leg of a sprint...


The cops call. He’s skipped a work detail. The man said he wasn’t coming here but just to be on the safe side. Karen cried, little muffled gasps from the bedroom down the hall. She cries into her...


Last yellow crumb of meth. I burn my thumb lighting a tin foil pipe and steering with my elbows. Hersey’s wrapper, got the kind with almonds, think I knocked a filling loose. Mouth has tasted lik...


“I am a dog” Sam barked “I am the Old Man’s Dog” The crossed Chew Sticks just hung on the wall in the cramped little house. He felt uncomfortable indoors, even taking his meals outside when it w...


It wasn’t the first time the syndicate had me break into the Vatican. Nice costumes, but the Swiss Guard is really just for show. They wanted this. I read it. Sounds like bullshit to me, but I un...


We got drunk as a couple of Tsars. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVNkA8Dfi60


“Shhh son it’s ok. I checked the closets and I checked under your bed. Monster free zone, Ok? Now please child, go to sleep.” “Thank you Daddy.” “Tomorrow I’ll make something just for you, ok?”...


Ok. One more silly not horror horror-flash. I’m on my own dime here. And, to be completely unfair and project the blame, it’s G’s fault. She said something to the effect that you can’t use standa...


Ok, so this is a little silly for October Flash. To be fair I am early. To be honest I’m a silly little motherfucker. I’m not ashamed of that, it’s just a phrase. For some reason known only to, w...


October 22, 2013

A used movie review in Normal entries

So I was watching What the Bleep do we know? Because it has my Portland, my beautiful Portland and quantum mechanics and other cool shit. They have a lot of radical ideas in that movie presented ...


October 21, 2013

Stuff about things in Normal entries

It’s raining. Michigan rain is different than Oregon rain; at least the rain in the middle of the mitten is different than the North end of the Willamette valley. It’s heavier leaden like the bel...


I should probably write an entry. I wrote that sentence which, at bare minimum, already speaks to my intent. I’m waiting for a toxic blend of the tail end of a few draino bottles to finish gurgli...


“You can tell a lot from a handshake,” I told my son “A carpenter’s hands for instance, there’s callouses on the dominant hand and the hand has a bit lesser callouses and one or more of the finge...


Write a flash about a cow with a talent.* I haven’t read this. Even so, I’d make no apologies. There are likely problems with it. I raced the clock as I didn’t know how long it would nee...


Ok, weird. I’ve been to Ihop exactly twice in the last year (or five years, but not going to one in Portland is different than not going to one in East Lansing). Of those two times one of them wa...


Last night’s rain has washed the last vestige of muggy from the air. The sun is golden this morning and the deep blue sky, earth’s apology for leaving her children in the Midwest, peeks through t...


“Sit down son.” “aw shit, what’d I do now.” “Nothing, well, not nothing, your father and I are worried.” “My father and you are always worried, and whenever you start talking like his attorney...


It’s Columbus Day. I don’t really need to rant about that do I? Even the story they give kids in rudimentary secondary Ed, which is more or less accurate, is rife with misplaced inductive reasoni...


bogwater, rectory, Ireland “Om Namo Narayanaya. Rade shyam, Om, radhe radhe …” “Seamus?” I inhaled deep through my nose, counted to seven and released the wave breath; my kundalini master said...


Write a flash about playing hooky from school or work. I’ve been doing so much dialogue lately I thought I’d try straight exposition. I’d make some kind of apology for this flash, but, and here’...


23 minutes. Prompts to follow when I write another flash. Friday looks busy for me, but I will write another flash “Don’t be such a pussy.” Harold wasn’t insulted, he couldn’t afford to be. He ...


“What’s going on?” “The Gauchos are dancing. I guess the auction went well today.” “I can see that, I mean with you?’ “Oh,” he turned his sad eyes to me, his eyes were always sad; you didn’t w...