The War At Home

With all the fighting going on all over the rest of the world, it's easy to miss what's going on in our own back yards. But my eyes have been opened today, my friends, for I have seen what me very well be the catalyst for a burgeoning civil war. A war between two sides that may have had their differences from time to time, but generally have lived in harmony for generations. I'm speaking, of course, about robins and squirrels. Hard to believe, I know. I'd always thought of them as kindred spirits; stalwart compainions of misunderstood cartoon princesses the world over. But today I saw something that shook that belief to it's core. The battleground...

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The Magician

Okay, here's my story for yesterday's post. Keep your stories coming! And by that I mean I only got three so far. Grinning from ear to ear, the magician locked his chest and laid it in the back of his van. The show in Nebraska had brought in more money than he'd anticipated. His wife was already in the van, slipping out of her sequined assistant costume in favor of a more comfortable pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Well, how'd we do?" she asked when he got in. "Good. Real good." He smiled. "Enough to get us the Stone Goblin." "Not that again." She moaned. "You know that thing gives me the creeps." The Stone Goblin was a curio he'd seen in...

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The Red Shoes Diary

At some point in his checkered past, hirsute cowpoke Lord Loser set out with his cousin, River Phoenix and Jerry O'Connell to find a dead body. It's a very interesting and sad tale, and if you haven't read it, I'd definitely recommend checking it out. You can read it here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. In a way it reminded me of the red shoes my friends and I found near a mysterious hut made of sticks a few years ago. I've always wondered about the owner of those shoes, and how they came to lay there. But, perhaps even moreso, I've always wondered what would happen if I posted a series of random pictures I've taken and let you, the readers, come up...

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