It’s that time again, folks. The respite mid-week, wherein I don’t have to struggle between cobbling together a new post or dusting off an old one and pretending that I’ve actually accomplished something by putting it out there again. Instead, I get to sit back and watch as […]
We were innocently traipsing about Belfast Harbour, with no intention whatsoever of doing anything wrong, when we came upon this sign. Naturally, because we are anarchists at heart, a rebellion now buried beneath cholesterol-enhanced arteries and veins began to beat once again, our guilt-free lark potentially veering toward […]
With this edition of the Sunday in the Park story-prompt entries, the charming Genevieve offers up a witty take on a certain time-honoured institution. Cultures may vary across the globe, but there are some things which hold constant. Enjoy. Sunday in the Park: Voting A lone […]
Stephanie was not having a very good day. She had arisen that morning later than she had planned, the unintended but not surprising result of having spent much of the previous evening on an ill-fated agenda of clearing the sexual cobwebs, so to speak. (It had been three […]
The illustrious and stunningly-prolific Melanie has once again dipped her feathered implement in the inkwell, so to speak, and composed a tantalizing tale for us to peruse. (Said dipping was inspired by an array of story-prompts found here. Melanie chose Option 5 for this foray.) Herewith, a refreshing […]
Under the boardwalk, they might be havin’ some fun, but up top folks were running for their lives after Clarence made it quite clear that he was absent in etiquette class when they discussed gastro-intestinal disturbances… Previously published in “Crusty Pie”.
So many things I could say. So many things that I shouldn’t… Previously shared in “Crusty Pie”.
Meredith knew she had put it off long enough. She had hemmed. She had hawed. She had worked on things that didn’t need working, piddled with things that didn’t need piddling, and dicked with things that didn’t need dicking. She had even scrubbed all the toilets in the […]
Note: Feeling a bit nostalgic, so I thought I’d step back in time and excavate the initial run of “Past Imperfects” on my Crusty Pie blog. This was back when the “stories” were mere snippets, just a line or two, so things had a different flavor and didn’t […]
Detective: “Do you know why we called you down to the station?” Woman: “I have no idea. Is this something to do with the parking tickets? I really did mean to pay them, but I get distracted easily. I lived in Montana for a while and that messes […]