“So, you’re sure about this?”
“Jimmy, seriously, this guy doesn’t faze me in the least.” Lois Lane slid her finger across her Q-Pad, reading her notes as the duo waited on the President.
“Oh, no, I get that. I mean are you gonna be able to keep your cool.”
“When have I ever lost my cool?”
“Ha.” Lois glared at the young man with braying laugh.
“Sorry?” Jimmy held his hands up in submission, camera dangling around his neck. Jimmy knew if Lois possessed his pal, Superman’s heat vision, he’d be a goner.
“Anyway, I’ve interviewed Lex a million times; how much different could this be?”
“Well first, Lex Luthor’s a genius, this guy, not so much.” Jimmy ran his hand through his short red hair. “I have a bad feeling he’s going to regret requesting this interview and we’re all gonna hear about.”
“Can’t live in fear, Jimmy.” Lois tapped the young photographer’s cheek. “Especially of guys like this.” Continue reading
“So, you’re sure about this?”
No way of getting a bullet back in a gun once the trigger’s pulled. Ben knew that. The bang and flash were final; no do-overs.
Kyle stepped back and crumpled to the tile like an old blanket. Ben’s brother died on the sticky, filth-caked floor of a gas station. Ben held him until the police arrived, watching his blood mix with the soupy mess of tracked-in mud and melting snow. Continue reading
Attention Women of the United States of America: Do you like being barefoot and pregnant? Do you think the kitchen is the place for you? Do you feel if you must have a job your work’s not worth the same as the man next to you doing the exact same job? Do you like nasty old men grabbing your genitals and then having those same nasty old men making decisions on your reproductive health? Are you tired of all this election crap and are happy this might be the last year you get to vote? Continue reading
Michael Myers used a knife.
As Jack Torrance tried to kill his wife.
Norman Bates loved his mother.
The fisherman knew what you did last summer.
Pinhead brought the pain.
While Jigsaw made you play a game.
Chucky & Tiffany were dolls from Hell. Continue reading
I call this an impromptu essay because I had no intention of even writing an essay this morning but this one could not be ignored.
I just read an article about a Christian Creationist group who is Anti-Halloween. They would have us give trick-or-treaters fake money with messages explaining all the sins they’re committing and how they’re going to burn in hell. (BTW you can buy your Anti-Halloween kits and fake money from this group directly. So, yeah, there’s nothing in it for them.) Continue reading
This Monday was my first time watching a presidential debate. Politics has, over the years, been a topic that literally turned my stomach and made me anxious. It still does but I believe this year’s election is a tipping point for our country. We’ve come a long way and despite what some would have you believe the country has made several strides forward. Continue reading
*abbreviated as WSPD from here on
So today is WSPD and the internet is teeming with positive messages to promote hope. So many people battle mental health issues and almost everyone at one point and time thinks they’re all alone.
And of course it’s not true but it’s also true that no two cases are the same. That’s why things like WSPD are great. Awareness is never a bad thing. Telling people on the internet they’re not alone or writing an essay to describe your experiences helps a lot of people. Continue reading