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(This is a 4000-word short story that contains some adult language and situations) I’d known Dennis’s mom since Dennis and me were in second grade, since the days when she would come out on her cedar deck in that grey … Continue reading
Got his arms, iPad? Yeah. Got his legs, iPhone? Lash him to the bed with the USB. It’s in the black bag. Let’s rob this fool. No, iPad. Calm down. We’re inside this man’s dream. Understand? We would just be … Continue reading
ALEXANDER HAMBONE LAY STRAPPED to the steel hospital gurney while a doctor in a white lab coat hovered over him, clenching his clipboard. “Now, Mr. Hambone, it’s imperative you understand that in order to collect the full payment for this … Continue reading
“WHAT A STUNNING RESTAURANT,” said Jenny. “By the way, may I see your Golden C?” “It’s not the right time,” said Alexander. “Just a tiny peek.” “The waiter will be back any minute.”
AT A LOCAL RESTAURANT in the college district of Texatronic, Alexander Hambone and his companion were forced to wait an unusual length of time for their gyros while a well-to-do family allowed their children to run laps around combined tables … Continue reading
THE WEBSITE’S AD was almost too good: “Leverage the power of TAIR: Twitter Artificial Intelligence Robot! Awaken a personalized Frankenstein. Unleash it upon the unsuspecting Twitterverse!” I pawed for my credit card. The software was leading edge—powerful, POWERFUL but… artificial … Continue reading
IN THE INSTANT OF NIGHT when a bar-hopping bachelor detects a lapse in autumn’s wind, the odds shift against his favor. Alexander Hambone had yet to discover a suitable prey for his intention. Nor an unsuitable one. On the bar’s … Continue reading
JOSH KNEW HIS PARENTS couldn’t afford to buy him a pair of Nike Air high-tops like Tommy Jackson had. When Tommy Jackson called him poor, Josh still felt ashamed. Josh caught the shame as it popped out his mouth and … Continue reading
ALEX WASN’T THRILLED about getting on that elevator. The Barrel Factory lofts were too upscale for his income yet full of other broke, young professionals fresh from Indiana University. Since the lazy owners were aware of their tenant’s lack of … Continue reading
ROY WASN’T A BIG GUY. That was the mystery of it. How could something so big come out of a 145 pound guy with a black crew-cut and skinny bird-like hands? Sure, in the duration of his thirty-four years, he’d … Continue reading
THE RANCH WAS ONE of those three-level clubs with sprawling, rooftop bars that are popular in downtown Austin. It was on West Sixth where the college girls and models strutted in leading-edge technologies of revealing garments under water misters and … Continue reading
A YOUNG WOMAN of platinum blonde hair and gorgeous legs sat, cross-legged, in a black Italian leather skirt, facing the room’s panoramic view of the roiling, noontide pacific and a panel of network producers.
THE COUCH WAS HIS, the safest place to be and where all energies fragmented throughout the week could be gathered up again.
THERE WAS THIS twenty-five year old guy named Michael Brinksworthy. At work in his cubicle he stewed and stewed and stewed, imagining the task bars of the bit torrent files on his apartment’s PC advancing.