Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?” […]
Therapist, left: “But you must tell me everything about all of your repressed issues. Otherwise, I will never be able to heal you and write a bestselling book about how I saved you from the depths of depravity.” Leslie: “But I can’t even look at you.” Therapist: “Are […]
1. People will stampede if food is involved. Until 11am, everybody in the building is a sloth. Phones are unanswered, priority emails are ignored, and conference calls are full of long silences and the sounds of tumbleweeds blowing past. Nothing is accomplished whatsoever, with customers out of service, […]
Just a bit of silliness that meanders toward something more substantial, which is one of the hallmarks of Bonnywood. (At least I hope folks have noticed said hallmark.) To be fair, there are some very specifically-American things mentioned here (although I sprinkled in some transnational shout-outs), but really, […]
Charley, middle: “Now, look here, Buford. This here’s what we call a ‘woman’. They can be quite nice to have around if you know what to do with them.” Buford, right: “Why I gotta have one of those?” Charley: “They can make you happy. They can cook […]
Norma: “Come into my arms, my love. Let me show my world to you.” Director: “Cut! Norma, you’re off script. And why do you look like you’re one morphine drip away from a sanitarium? You’re supposed to be on the verge of rapturous love-making with the man that […]
Note: We’re meandering our way toward the anniversary of a sad milestone that you will not be familiar with and do not know. Years ago, a good friend of mine was dealing with the sudden passing of her brother, and I stumbled my way through the following poem […]
FBI Agent Smith knew that a nest of Russian spies was operating in the Theater District, and he knew that they were posing as bankers, but he couldn’t quite figure out exactly which building he should start searching first… Aggressive man in a greasy overcoat who suddenly appeared […]
Note: I am currently participating in National Novel Writing Month, which runs through the end of November. Despite the valid and understandable assumption that some of you may run screaming away from this pronouncement, please continue. There could be some nuggets here you might appreciate. This is my […]
For your perusal, on out-take from a book that I work on from time to time… “Oak Cliff Confidential” is essentially a sarcastic murder mystery set in an historic area of south Dallas. The plot is a bit complex, but all you should really need to know […]
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