“Should we try to climb the waterfall?” Nubry suggested. “Or slide down the drain?” A series of rooms in clashing colors had presented no real obstacles beyond an increasing difficulty in reaching the exits. Bott looked up the big grey rocks to the grey door waiting beyond the tumbling grey water. “No,Continue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXI”
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On the Side of Bacon
I have been known to complain about people paying no attention to this column, but the alternative has its drawbacks. Someone looked over the last expulsion of words about the difference between pork rinds and cracklin’s, considered the mention of “fatback”, and inquired, “So what about pork belly? That’s just bacon that hasn’t beenContinue reading “On the Side of Bacon”
Hogging the Snacks
Pork rinds, which I grew up associating with gas station vending machines and rather ark rundown taverns, now seem to be available at every grocery store and convenience store I go into. Last week, looking over all the different flavors and wondering once again what the difference is between these and the cracklings myContinue reading “Hogging the Snacks”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XX
Bott decided he was not going to vomit. Not so much because it would amuse the bilstim Emperor and dismay Nubry; it was a simple rule of survival. Lediark of the Loathsome had told him about imperial prisons in his younger days, before he had had any experience of them. “You don’t knowContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XX”
FICTION FRIDAY: RCFT
Apps just appeared on the screen without warning, sometimes, begging you to pay for them. Howard swiped past what was either an elderly woman with chickenpox or a slightly decayed horse’s head. “It’s down here.” Bob nodded, quickly easing from polite interest to polite boredom. By the time Howard had swiped to whatContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: RCFT”
Echo Kittens
We are not given, on this troubled spinning globe of ours, to decide when or where we are going down a rabbit hole. It is not among our powers to choose what rabbit hole we enter. I am probably wrong in the first place for even calling it a rabbit hole. Because I fellContinue reading “Echo Kittens”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XIX
The Panoply now connected the Rhododendron to the Drover, creating a massive three-ship complex commanded by His Imperial Worship. This looked less loke one large ship than like a large, beautiful, elegant, heartbreakingly lovely ship which had run into two chunks of space debris. No one mentioned this to Sheriff Parimat, who knew itContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XIX”
Footnotes Afoot
Dealing with postcards of other days and ways can bring me to the occasional “Huh?” moment. While this can be entertaining to onlookers, it DOES leave me with the problem of providing footnotes to my wares. Take this entertaining cartoon, in which our hero, from out of town, asks a policeman, “So, Mr. Watchman,Continue reading “Footnotes Afoot”
PRESIDENTIAL TALL TALES XII
So we move on into the twentieth century in ou quest for presidential conspiracy theories dealing with every President of the United States. To be considered for our list, the theory in question should be about as old as the administration in question, or at least nothing something somebody came up with on theContinue reading “PRESIDENTIAL TALL TALES XII”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XVIII
Bott’s hands dropped to the console. His fingers jammed down on the tabs he had figured out. Then they hit the ones he hadn’t. Even those that were still lit refused to change under pressure. After a moment’s hesitation, he jammed one thumb down across the Mess Call. Nothing happened. “Ship!” he bellowed. Continue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XVIII”
