Thanks to me, someone has avoided responsibility for their actions. You gotta love the "Not Guilty" verdicts. Or not. I guess it's not my job to care if the jury got it right or not, hey ( Read more... )

City Winter II ( Read more... )

City Winter

The bare-knuckled trees
Grope through fog, luminescent
Over city lights.

MT

It wasn't a lashing rain, but it was quite consistent, and, as he wasn't quite ready to drive back home yet, he ducked into the used bookstore across the street from his car. The bookstore sold used books, and was of the type commonly found in college towns in any state, replete with a clever name about reading and second chances. A library cart ( Read more... )

It would be an overgeneralization to say that no one likes Sundays, but he felt that few people disliked them as much as he. It wasn't just the matter of returning to work, but by this time the work problems had taken over in a way that really prevented him from relaxing once the work week started, the complications and worry building on a daily ( Read more... )

Despite all of the assurances from the nice, young lady behind the counter, the thin, khaki stream being pumped into his stainless steel travel mug could not be the darkest brew that the shop served. Taking a sip, he tried to think of exactly when he became a coffee snob. Coffee shops were just taking off when he was in high school, but he was ( Read more... )

Black. Instrumental music. Lower left Corner: Producer Credit ( Read more... )

The little, green benches were the first clue that something was afoot ( Read more... )