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'Twas suggested I post a few episodes of my work in a pleasant spot. I've chosen here. Sadly, not everything I've written has y...
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Twice in the last eight years I've run the Santa Clarita 5k on Independence Day. Back in 2007 it was sizzling hot. Three years late... -
More memories from the boxes . Here's my life at Warner Bros. that year. Cleaned up my office after the Northridge earthquake rearranged...
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Um...along with the gold can I also find dumped in the front seat: one Mr. Fusion unit, a small plastic sack of P38s [in case there are still cans in the future] and a Colt Dragoon, for those dark nights when your target is very near -rendering 'aim' an option of whim - and one doesn't feel like rummaging in the drawer for a smaller piece.
Now that we've struck a tentative deal -off to sample that story
- kate
I'm impressed you knew about P38s. Did Bill ever mention they were called "John Wayne's?"
Colt Dragoon's are on back order.
I can let you have a broom handle Mauser right now.
Thanks anyway on the Mauser...it looks a bit like an exotic plumbing tool of some kind. I want the intruder's teeth to sweat when he catches a glint of that colt, glowing eerily in the blue light during the three AM rerun of Pawn Stars.
The story which recently exited your finger tips is delightful. Thurber has nothing on you when it comes to writing about socio-pathic office workers.
Keep 'em humming. I think you're on a roll.
-k
Are you hinting that I'm in the fabled cat bird seat?
Only as long as you keep tearing up the pea patch. xD
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