“No, that’s not how you do it,” I remember her saying to me. We’d play in the sand box and I’d make my GI Joes build forts and point guns. “This is where the barbed wire will go,” I’d say and pour some of my cherry kool aid in a hole. “That’s the blood of [...]
Posts Tagged ‘fire’
Make that guy carry water.
Posted in short shorts, tagged botanic gardens, childhood, fire, play, warm, wood on January 5, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Triple Shot.
Posted in Triple Shots, tagged army, brimstone, church, fire, joke, kids, laugh, scooter, service, vitamins on October 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I just got a new scooter. Someone at worked asked me if I could stand it up without a kick stand. I said no, because it’s two-tired. GET IT!?!?!? TOO-TIRED… TWO TIRED! The thing is, it doesn’t work if you say it outloud. I still laughed though. ——- I found this ad for vitamins for [...]
It’s softer than that…
Posted in short shorts, tagged canoe, choo-choo, crickets, dusk, fire, lake, lincoln, michigan, train, water on May 5, 2009 | 1 Comment »
“What do you think you’d call that?” I ask my nephew. “I don’t know, a horn?” he says putting together a Lincoln log cabin. There is a train far off that you can hear every evening when dusk sweeps in, the time before dinner is cooked, after you have the lake water showered off [...]
Burnt to Ashes.
Posted in short shorts, tagged acronyms, bridge, fire, guitarist, inspector, protocol, student on May 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The year I learned to speak a foreign language, a guitarist assured me I was crazy enough to jump off a bridge. I had passed by the guitarist often on my walk to work. He played there most days. I would see him each time, see his same outfit, his same position, half lying down [...]
