I wrote this piece about home schooling the children long before the quarantine got started, but it proved to be one the most (well, probably the only) prescient things I’ve ever done. It’s on a comedy site called Defenestration and will take you a scant two minutes to read.
It’s been a while since I’ve had an oddball sci-fi piece put up someplace, but Jokes Review came through for me (and you – they came through for you too!). It will take a scant 4 minutes of your time.
I’m happy to have another piece up on Little Old Lady Comedy. It’ll only take two minutes to get through, so there’s really no reason not to read it right now, especially if you’re currently on a date.
Months ago, the line, “I’m not racist, but” – followed by something entirely mundane – started as a joke in my standup comedy routine. I couldn’t make it work right, so I dropped it. But I kept thinking about it, and eventually birthed this story. It’ll take barely two minutes to read. The website that… Read More »
We went to Paraguay in 2017. I wrote “A Shakespearean Tragedy on a Paraguayan Ranch” about one aspect of our stay there. It took me a long time to find a publisher with the sense of humor required for this particular piece, but Danse Macabre fits the bill nicely. A three-minute read.
Piker Press put up “The Long Goodbye“, a non-fiction piece about one of our hosting adventures. Wait, is it an adventure if we don’t go anywhere? Hmm…deep. A five-minute read.
Jason found it wedged into the folded-up child seat of the shopping cart. A woman’s, the wallet was cheap and plastic, with a zipper handle shaped like a heart. Opening it, the first things to notice were the $100 bills. They were crisp and looked unused. Jason had to lick his fingertips to pull them apart. He counted 15. So far, so good – he hoped not to find any identification so he could keep the money with a clean conscience.
The announcer called the adult contestants to the line and I had that first guilty tingle – similar to what the Roman plebeians must have felt when they watched the lions pacing back and forth in the coliseum, waiting for dinner to be served. The drivers skidded through the watered-down infield to the start. Engines in need of lozenges roared. The announcer counted down. The green flag waved and seconds later my senses were overwhelmed by the endorphin rush from hearing the first metal-on-metal collision.
Last night I debuted my standup comedy routine at the Revival Theater here in Hyde Park. The video misses the first 5 or 10 seconds, but it won’t take long to pick up the plot. 4:41.
Engaged? Or thinking of popping the question? Then this is for you. It’s barely a two-minute read, and come on, is being on time for that next thing you have to do really all that important?