Scene: Man and woman, friends, sitting together. Out of the blue, man makes a wry face, then slaps his cheek.
Woman: What? What was that for?
Man: I had a bad thought.
Woman: Oo! What was it? Tell me!
Man: No! You’d slap me, too.
Meat-Ghost by Christopher Walsh, 11/13/2023 Becoming a Meat-Ghost: unseen, untracked, You and UnYou, seemingly There and Not-There at once, a…
Pickups. Sprinter vans. Vans (not as big as sprinter vans). Diesels. I had had, I think, no experience driving any of these before December 2018,…
Random, huh? *grins* Saturday seemed like a good night to spend some time in a booth at the bar (Old Gilbert Road Tavern, a few blocks away), but…