True Stories
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Mom, the cultists came a callin’. Can they come over and play?
Weeks ago I gave money to some cultists who were passing out colorful flyers by the roadside. Now, don’t panic. I gave only change from my ashtray – no large denominations. If recollection serves me, my hand quickly grabbed some thirty-seven cents. I gave them some change because I wanted their flyer or small poster—in… Continue reading
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THE MAYAN CALENDAR AND THE ECONOMY OF LOVE
Last night I met someone for drinks. And as we walked down the strip from bar to bar, I asked if Frankfurter’s is still doing business—it’s a hot dog place near the college where I worked. Well it’s now a Cajun restaurant. I said in 2011 a co-worker and I were laughing about the Mayan… Continue reading
MARTIAN DEATH RAY 