Archive for Crazy stuff
May 2, 2013 at 11:40 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, fun stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged crazy kid stuff, gettin shot at, high on danger, stealing melons, teenagers
We did a lot of crazy things when we were kids, and we never thought of them as wrong, or bad; just fun. Sometimes our antics would backfire on us—actually, they almost always backfired on us—but failure never slowed us down. We drank a few beers now and then, but didn’t know about drugs. We were just high on danger… as it were. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 26, 2013 at 9:22 am · Filed under Bad Stuff, Crazy stuff, Mostly fiction, Stories ·Tagged birds, caged, equality, Fairness, freedom
Many times, when Kellie Elmore puts her Free Write Friday prompt up, I look at it and draw a blank. Usually, after I think on it for a bit, I come up with an idea and write a brief story about the picture or word prompt she’s offered. Today, I needed no time to think about it; I took one look at the picture, and immediately began to write. Enjoy? Read the rest of this entry »
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April 13, 2013 at 9:13 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, Dark Side, Mostly fiction, Poems ·Tagged basement bedroom, basements, kids, monsters, scarey stories, stuffed coyote, taxidermy
When we were kids, we spent a lot of time at our cousins’ houses. I remember one house where one of my cousins’ bedroom was in the basement. It was kind of spooky down there–in a fun kind of way–and I remember how we’d try to scare each other. The following story might be true, or maybe it’s just another one of my wild tales. You be the judge. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 11, 2013 at 11:06 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, fun stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged convenience store, funny, humor, laughter, service station, slow leak, story, tires
Sometimes the strangest things pop into my mind. This morning—from where it came, I can’t say—I thought of the old pumps we used to use to air up our bicycle tires, basketballs, footballs, and the like. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 3, 2013 at 10:03 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, funny stuff, Mostly fiction, Some truth to it, Stories, Weird stuff ·Tagged bad drivers, idiots, jerks, texting while driving, zap back
I had this idea one time while I was driving that with all the high-tech that’s available, we should be able to come up with a zap-back for jerks on the road. Not just jerks, but rude people and idiots too—you know, people texting or Read the rest of this entry »
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March 23, 2013 at 3:34 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, Poems, Random Thoughts ·Tagged a little less conversation, Blue suede shoes, conversation, famous people, fool such as I, heartbreak hotel, hound dog, lopsided grin, someone from history, surrender, suspicious minds, thankyaverymuch, that's all right
Have you ever wished you could have a conversation with a famous person in history? Claudia, over at dVerse Poet’s Pub thought it would be a good topic for us to write on today, and there was no doubt in my mind who I would talk to if given such an opportunity. Read the rest of this entry »
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February 22, 2013 at 9:15 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Dark Side, Stories ·Tagged blood moon, brick in the wall, confusion, darkness, finality, John Mellancamp, life, life goes on, Pink Floyd, the light, uncertainty
Sometimes I like to step out of character and write something that makes people say, “What the… ?!” And what better opportunity to do that than Kellie Elmore’s Free Write Friday? Her prompt this week was a line from one of John Mellancamp’s oldies. This is what it inspired from yours truly. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »
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February 8, 2013 at 9:06 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, funny stuff, Mostly fiction, Stories ·Tagged allure, bare, conjure, corn dogs, county fairs, dream, opal, sheer, tilt-a-whirl, vague, whirl
Aunt Opal was a talker–fancied herself a writer as well, and thought writing letters to her local, state, and federal government representatives was good practice–and no one could accuse her of riding the fence (or carnival rides after a certain September night in 1961). If she didn’t see the merit in a person or thing she would say so, and there was never anything vague or left out when she expressed her opinion. Read the rest of this entry »
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January 8, 2013 at 2:45 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, funny stuff, Mostly fiction, Poems, Some truth to it ·Tagged Charles L. Mashburn, cool, cool as in cat, cool cat, humor, poetry, writer
Raining cats & dogs here today, so I’m just having a little fun. Took this out of a short story I wrote a while back. The story is called “Cool as in Cat“, and if you’d like, you can read it by clicking on the title. Be cool, y’all! Read the rest of this entry »
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