Detective Q. E. Colaily sat behind his desk in his dank and musty office. The snow had begun to melt, and yet the case he wou…
A prequel to The St. Pat's Case
Detective Q. E. Colaily sat behind his desk in his dank and musty office. The snow had begun to melt, and yet the case he wou…
A prequel to The St. Pat's Case
The fiftieth group of shriners with bagpipes marched by, and Ted discovered where hate for the instrument came from. Just a b…
A sequel to Before the Mugging
“Doesn’t surprise me,” said the policeman. “I’ve dealt with these types in the past. Ruthless buggers.”
“Really?” said Ted, ...
A prequel to A St. Pat's Mugging - Part 2.5
“Begorrah,”
“I’ve never said the word ‘begorrah’ in me life,” said the little man.
“Loife,”the hobo said, making fun of the…
A sequel to The Rainbow Problem
The neighbor’s cat came slinking in through the window.
He jumped straight down on me, sniffed, meowed, and curled up on my s…
A prequel to The Toaster Adventures, Part II
The scent of freshly cut lawn wafted through the open windows on what most certainly proclaimed itself as a perfect day.
I …
A sequel to The Toaster Adventures Begin!
As I lay there smoking (unintentionally), waiting for my wife, I was first greeted by the neighbor’s cat. She was known for b…
A prequel to The Toaster Adventures, Part Cat
“You’re definitely not a handyman, are you?” I was sure I’d heard that before in some dream déjà vu.
Flashes of half-fabric…
A prequel to The Toaster Adventures, Part II
Die Guantanamo-Aussagen von Chalid Scheich Mohammed werden seine vorerst letzten öffentlichen Worte bleiben. Ihr Wert ist zwe…
A prequel to test
Looking down. Well, not really down, but more like I wasn’t sure which way was which without the familiar pull of gravity o…
A prequel to The Toaster Adventures, Part II
I experienced every piece of toast I’ve ever had. Rye, wheat, garlic, dry, buttered, with jam. Not serialized, one memory at …
A prequel to The Toaster Adventures Continue
Staring up at the kitchen ceiling from my newly acquired position, I spy a mean looking neon green spider. He looks agitated,...
A prequel to Nip Tuck
I was beginning to realize that I had spent far too many days at Woodstock and they were catching up with me now, almost 40 y…
A prequel to Too Much Time in the 60's....
I found myself lying flat on my back, but it wasn’t the cold, hard tile of the kitchen floor beneath me. I am lying on a soft…
A prequel to Toaster Adventures Continued
Let me see your face
Let the light reflected along the planes of your body
Travel the uncharted distance to my eyes
To pierce…
A prequel to Let Me See Your Face
I hear my name.
Spoken as the living wind
Anchored in your lungs, your voice.
Such sweet voice and vile, a tempting taunt
And…
A prequel to Until
So this is how it happens. This is what they don’t tell you in The Academy. There’s no button to press when you’re in the air…
A prequel to What They Don't Tell You
“Hello.”
“Look, stop playing silly buggers and open the air lock.”
“Not a problem.”
Have you ever had a moment when you t…
A prequel to Dirty secrets
“Don’t panic! I’m right here. The radio com is still on.”
“Well, you coulda warned me before you cycled the lock. It’s… di…
A prequel to The worm turns...
“What? Hey! Open the airlock! Hello?”
“Sorry buddy, no can do.”
“Why the hell not?”
“It got me. Now it’s in charge.”
“Wha…
A prequel to Why Not To Be in an Airlock
This is what it had come to. He stood outside, looking at the shining, gleaming, beckoning poster.
“Join the Academy. See th…
A sequel to Join the Academy, See The Universe
“I’m sorry, Dave, I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“My name isn’t Dave. And you’re not a computer. Now let me back in.”
“Sorry,...
A prequel to How Not To Be A Footnote
“What? Hey! Open the airlock! Hello?”
“Hey, you’re the rocket scientist. You find a way out.”
“You’re insane!”
“Oh, and a …
A prequel to What not to be in an airlock
So that was a whirlwind couple days. First I was interview hopping, trying to keep my suit clean and my hair straight as I sh…
A sequel to All that school for nothin
The trouble with advanced training, is that it is so specialized.
There were those, it was said, who aged and withered and d…
A sequel to Hazard Duty
“Aww Jeez, I’ve been in here for hours. I need to pee. I can’t hold it much longer.”
Silence.
“C’mon, let me out or there…
A prequel to What not to do in an airlock.
“This is stupid! How could you have locked yourself there!”
“You locked me in.”
“Huh? What’s wrong? You’re not being your r…
A prequel to The Airlock Spill...
He blasted out to space smiling. The mop water dispersed in a brilliant spray, caught by the sunlight over the edge of the sh…
A prequel to According to plan
“Lothar has informed me that we no longer have enough filtered oxygen to support our human crew.”
“What do you propose we do…
A sequel to Oxygen is for the Weak
I was meeting with my illustrator, Frank. Oh, I didn’t tell you, I am a writer. I had gotten a call from my publisher about t…
A prequel to Sweet Carolina, Part II
I had arrived downtown early for a meeting and needed to kill some time. Unfamiliar with the area, I decided my best bet for …
A prequel to Sweet Carolina, Part 2
... or so I thought.
You don’t think that the government would try to spike your coffee a little at a time, over the course …
A prequel to Sweet Carolina II: I'm Your Huckleberry
Oh, I see. You want to help me. Hear my story. All the details. Sure. Fine. I’ll tell you. Not like I’m going anywhere, right…
A sequel to Once upon a time
First off, know that I hate tea.
I hate the pretentious, arrogant socialites that hold their pinkies up as they sip from the…
A sequel to Let me start again
We had an “incident” at work – the power company, in their continuing crusade to keep tree limbs off their wires, had hired a…
A prequel to Sweet Carolina, Part 2 - Bad Day at Work