Chapter Forty-One I slept in installments all night, finally getting up around eight. As expected, Keith was still passed out. After taking advantage of the free breakfast, there were two hours before we were leaving. There was time to paint one picture. I wandered a bit before happening upon an art gallery. I seized the …
Chapter Forty I realized it was the Piss Ants’ van as it screeched to a stop inches from the throngs. Ryan rolled down the window. “Get in, quick!” We didn’t argue as Jimmy opened the back door and we dashed in at lightning speed. Ryan hit the horn, stomped on the gas, making the tires …
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Chapter Thirty-Nine I woke a sleepy eye and and saw the clock. “La vache! It’s past eleven!” “Blimey,” Keith groaned. “We forgot to set the alarm.” Within seconds, Ryan banged on the door. “You need to turn in your key now or pay another night’s lodging!” “We’re coming!” Keith shouted back. “Don’t get your bollocks …
Chapter Thirty-Eight I was awakened the next morning by Keith’s kisses. “What time is it?” I moaned. “It’s ten,” Keith replied, still kissing me I sat up suddenly. “La vache! They stop serving free breakfast at eleven.” “I’ll buy us breakfast after I find a bank,” Keith said, adding caresses to his kisses. “We can’t …
I don’t know whether or to what degree y’all may be fans of Holmes & Watson, or intrigued by Conan Doyle’s forays into the Occult, but this Michael Dirda piece showed up on Facebook today, from the current issue of THE PARIS REVIEW, and I thought I’d pass it along. http://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2011/09/21/a-doyle-man/ Not many volumes contain …
Chapter Thirty-Seven Keith didn’t stir so I climbed down. Meanwhile Ryan kept pounding. “Get up. We have a ferry to catch!” “I’m up,” I yelled. The banging stopped, so I assumed Ryan was just getting us up. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the clock. How could it be six already? I …
Chapter Thirty-Six So much for sleep. It was four a.m. “Since you were involved, you’ll have to talk to them.” “I told you to leave it alone. If you had, then this wouldn’t have happened!” I screamed. “Well it’s too fucking late now, so get dressed. Thank heavens the van’s alarm went off. We’d be …
Exhibit A: The Voice On The Tape, which sounds nothing like the Michael Jackson the world knew… …sounds uncannily like Sly Stone. Exhibit B: A thirtysomething father of two from the Deep South reports that he had no idea this was happening. I sat stunned. “You don’t read the papers?” I inquried. “Once upon a …
Chapter Thirty-Four The outside air washed over me and I was able to breathe after the stifling heat and smoke of the club, but it didn’t wash away my anger. I’d be taking a taxi again. I stood in front of the building until one came. “Take me to the Ascott Hotel, please,” I said. …
Chapter Thirty-Three By the time we hit the motorway, we were an hour late. Ryan drove and insisted we weren’t stopping anywhere. No one complained. They were all semi comatose, obviously hung over. I, however, was starving. I remembered when Keith got me drunk unbeknownst. My stomach felt tied in knots and I had no …
If I owned a gardening nursery business, I would announce a sale on English Walnut saplings and fruit trees with the following catch phrase, “Nut Up and Grow a Pear!”
It’s not what you think: http://youtu.be/vK7hZ9CxCfU
Feeling discouraged as a Christian? Falling for the same sins and temptations again and again? Having doubts about your faith? Feeling inept in knowing how to share what God has done for you? Having the wind beaten out of your sails by angry skeptics? Other Christians getting on your nerves? Don’t worry, you’re in good …
Chapter Thirty-Two We were awakened the next day by pounding on our door. “Wake up. We have to be out in half an hour!” Ryan shouted. He pounded again. “Are you awake?” I sat up. “We’re up,” I yelled, hoping he heard how annoyed I was. I looked at the clock. It was half past …
Chapter Thirty-One I looked up and saw Keith’s father. The shock and horror on Keith’s face was something I’d never seen. “Who the fuck let him in?” “I saw your show. You’re quite a performer although I’m not a fan of the music.” “I don’t fucking care. Get the fuck out of my life!” Keith’s …
Chapter Thirty I looked up and my heart skipped a beat. It was Keith’s father. He had the same raven colored hair, but with flicks of silver and though the room was dim, I could tell he had the same blue eyes. “It’s Brigitte, isn’t it? You don’t know me but . . . ” …
According to Yahoo/Daily Caller: Newly revealed evidence, never before seen by Italian courts, supports American student Amanda Knox’s chances of being exonerated and released from jail when the appeal of her December 2009 murder conviction concludes later this month. The Italian newsweekly “Oggi” has released a report detailing how police didn’t perform DNA analysis on …
Portland author, Daniel H. Wilson, has a best seller on his hands, Robopocalypse, with Spielberg attached to the potential movie:
Chapter Twenty-Nine “This band from Liverpool saw us play there last year and caught our show last night. They asked us to jam at some club across town. Jimmy and Billy are keen and so am I. Apparently they’re as big in Liverpool as we are in London, so this is a fuckin’ honor.” “But …
Chapter Twenty-Eight Keith was comatose on top of the sheets, fully clothed except for his shoes. The smell of beer oozed from every pore as he snored away. Well I won’t stick around. I want to see York, maybe paint a picture or two. I took my time getting ready, hoping Keith might wake so …
Chapter Twenty-Seven I wished we could stay in Scotland longer. But we had another gig in another town. We made it to York in plenty of time and went straight to the club for sound check. I needed an art store. Ryan dug a pass from his faded denim jacket and handed it to me. …
Stray Boots Scavenger Hunts, a mobile tech company, will soon be launching Portland: The Game, an interactive scavenger hunt/city tour which shows players the best of their town by using cell phones as tour guides. Customers receive challenges by text message, explore the area to find the answers, and learn fun facts about the neighborhood …