Road Trip

As I stood at the foot of that mountain – known as The Brocken or Brocksberg – I wondered whether I was doing the right thing. Trouble was; at that moment, right and wrong were a little blurred.

I could see the mountain soaring up before me, seemingly looking down and laughing – silently mocking me.

“It’s alright for you,” I said, even though I knew it neither heard nor cared.

The thing is; right and wrong are concepts that tend to change depending upon which side of the equation you’re on. What’s right for one needn’t be right for another and what appears to be wrong might actually be right…

Sometimes, there is neither ‘right’ nor ‘wrong’. Sometimes, it’s just what is and what isn’t.

Then of course there’s the downright weird… 

Deer Departed


Deer Departed

Five deer leap to their death off parking garage

The morning edition of the Chicago Sun Times, December 8th, 2005. 

Vince Vega in Vita-Vision

A story told in the form of an article about the old Humphrey Bogart movie that PULP FICTION was based on...

by Laika Pupkino


Meanwhile . . .
by Edeyn Hannah Blackeney


She stood on the balcony, the light blazing over her left shoulder to warn off ships with captains still too stubborn to update to modern equipment. Her hair kept annoyingly blowing into her mouth as the wind whipped it around her head -- not at all like you see in the movies where the wind is always in your face and hair billows out behind your head in a cloud that never tangles.



(c) Nick B 2007

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