It was difficult to tell if I was seeing things or if what I was seeing was real. He was a stalk of a man, thin in every respect of the word, and tall. Around his middle was a large circular frame, draped in what appeared to be parachute silk. The frame was strapped to … Continue reading The Fly Away
until today, my summer coat without buttons, our burn barrel fires and a few hand-outs have been enough to survive this pandemic. then an essential government garbage truck dumped, crushed, hauled away the non-essential man like so much refuse, that now, even little red riding hood admits life is darkest from inside the wolf. we’ve … Continue reading Dumped
With yet another 30-days mandated, government is monitoring us to see if we're observing social distancing. Those not following the rules, could b...
We had built up a sizable bond-fire. Everyone was laughing, talking and drinking. Then a light from high in the sky flashed on. It exposes the revelers in its massive illumination. All activities cease, as faces turned skyward towards the accompanying heavy thumping. A helicopter and several M-RAPS, whose doors bang shut with echoes. “You’re … Continue reading Martial
New York Times best selling author: "People don't start conversations using dirty words." Me: "Don't know many Marines, do you? Author: "No, I don't. Do you want to offer an example? Me: "The word 'fuck,' is an entire sentence if used properly." He immediately disconnected me from the online writing course that he is instructing.
Satan whispered in my ear, "You're not strong enough to weather the storm." I shouted at him, "Get your ass six-feet back from me, motherfucker!"
Tippy wagged his tail as he zigged and zagged up the pathway. The black lab sniffed the ground and looked at the tall trees and short bushes as he made his way to the large and bright opening that promised a clearing ahead. The pain in his hips was gone. And he could see clearly … Continue reading A Time for Everything
Gashole: A person who has no problem passing stinky-ones when ever and where ever they please. Example: "Jim farts all the time and boy do they stink." "Yeah, he's quite the gashole."
When and if I start writing for millennial's only, instead of using 'said' or 'asked,' I'll use 'like' or 'all.' And for 'thank you,' 'no problem.' Example: "And Tom was all, 'I don't think so.' And she was like, 'What?'" "It's 'thank you,'" Tom instructed, "Not 'no problem.'"
We couldn’t find my son's Grandpa’s false teeth anywhere. I even went outside and looked in the dog house jus’ in case Nipper took them to chew on. “Nope, not in there,” I called out as I stepped in the front door. My son was having great fun, thinking it was some sort of a … Continue reading Teddy
what point of earth is closest to the universe?
freed my ladder from your basement to rescue the light from the ceiling of our night sky
I'm jus' living coffee mug to coffee mug these days.
He watched from the top of a tree in his backyard as the space craft landed. To his surprise, they were not the lizards, nor the grays he’d been taught to expect. Quickly, he rushed inside and instructed his wife to get out the salt, “We have an alien invasion to fight off!” Then he … Continue reading The Invaders
This recounting has been years -- actually decades -- in the making after struggling over how to tell it. The main problem has been that there was nothing to contrast it too – that is until now. Long before the ‘Mandela Effect,’ or the theory that monsters can be realized simply by the fear they … Continue reading The Deene Denouement
https://soundcloud.com/sierra-tom-darby/in-20200325 From time to time, Brady turned back in his saddle to look. Every time, he’d see the coyote following at a distance. He thought about shooting it as he dropped into one of the many low spots and it cresting the rise behind him. But he decided not too. That evening, he saw the … Continue reading Imaginary Nevada: March 25, 1920
The difference between whiskey and your opinion...is that I asked for whiskey.
Sex should be so good that the clapper keeps turning the lights on and off.
It was a nondescript turn out along the highway in Eastern Nevada. I parked my car, put on my backpack and headed up the trail onto the hillside and into a copse of trees. Four hours and a roll of film later, I dropped down into a beautiful little basin with one of the bluest … Continue reading Five Rolls of Film
There were five or six of them in the pasture, square and pink, held to the ground with a metal stake. If you grew up around cattle and horses, you probably already know what they are: salt blocks or licks. As kids we would not, could not leave them well enough alone, and that’s why … Continue reading Salt Lick
Wells Orwell Heinlein and Rand Of 'old' letters Of 'knew' letters Of 'new' letters Of 'current' letters Primer of the coming years Lessons for days of apocalypse Burning piles of dystopia And 'it can't happen here'
in my anger and frustration i stood on the sidewalk waiting my turn to enter the grocery store our new bread line then i saw it hope in the form of a small blade of grass pushing its way up through a crack in the unyielding asphalt i am renewed
Where will the next Checkpoint Charlie be located? Not the one we’ll stand on in order to peek over the wall, The place where the federal elite will keep an eye on us, The Checkpoint Charlie they’ll be able to shoot us from? Yeah, some called for a wall to protect the American From the … Continue reading Checkpoint Charlie 2.0
I admit it... I failed at self-isolation today But I was not alone I ran into a friend A retired Marine He jus’ returned from China He was out and about, like me He told me this tale How he flew out of China Without being checked for Wuhan Flu COVID-19 Coronavirus Landing in Taiwan … Continue reading Why Self-isolation Fails
My shadow is pissing me off. He's been underfoot most of the day.
no one I know is sick wuhan flu to quarantine so much frustration
i've always been alone, alone, alone even as a child no one felt like me i felt like no one no one listening no one talking only too myself and my feelings and as an old man i'm alone in thought in feeling in action and i'll die alone like the child i've always been
With St. Patrick's Day a bust because of COVID-19, it's ironic that our next big drinking holiday is Cinco de Mayo, sponsored by Corona Beer.
https://soundcloud.com/sierra-tom-darby/in-20200318 With a stick of dynamite and a length of fuse tucked in his saddle bag, Brady rode out to the pilings, where he’d encountered what he now knew to be dinosaurs. He walked around the one pile, searching for a possible explanation as to what had happened that night, but he could find nothing. … Continue reading Imaginary Nevada: March 18, 1920
The dinosaurs died out because of COVID-19 beause the T-Rex never covered his mouth when he coughed.
Social distancing -- I thought that's what Facebook was for.
I'm certainly glad that newspapers are still printing paper editions, especially with this toilet paper shortage.
Chuck Norris has been exposed to the Coronavirus. The virus is in quarantine for the next two-weeks.
Tom Hanks and his wife Rita are quarantined in Australia after testing positive for the Coronavirus, meaning he's actually stuck on a real island with a real Wilson.
Due to extreme 'panic buying,' Walmart has opened Checkout Stand #3.
The toilet paper crisis proves that we have more assholes in the world than we thought.
Back in my day the only time we went into 'panic buying' mode is when the bartender yell, 'last call.'
Jus' think, one day you'll be able to tell your grand-kid's about how you survived the "Great Toilet Paper Shortage of 2020."
Jesus: "Do not worry about anything." Man: "Should I worry about the Coronavirus?" Jesus: "I'll speak a little slower this time..."
https://soundcloud.com/sierra-tom-darby/in-20200311 “So where in Hades have you been?” Nicholas Gorbet said, “Thought you was gonna help me with the calving?” “What do you mean by that?” Brady returned, “I jus’ saw you a couple of days ago.” “Must have hit your head if you think it’s been only two days. I last talked with you … Continue reading Imaginary Nevada: March 11, 1920
Parents are afraid to discipline their kids anymore, meanwhile I can still recall my mom slapping the 'factory reset' outta me for acting up.
It's gonna be a weird week starting with a time change, followed by a full moon and ending with a Friday the 13th. And we'll all be doing it without toilet paper and hand-sanitizer. So may the force be with us.
To the person who stole my anti-depressants, I hope you're happy!
Sometimes you gotta feed a person bullshit to see who it is they'll run to and tell.
I asked the kid behind the counter at McDonald's if the Shamrock Shakes were made with fresh shamrocks. He had to go and ask the manager. The manage said 'yes.'
https://soundcloud.com/sierra-tom-darby/in-20200304 After finding a low mesa on which to get a better view of the land, Brady unsaddled his exhausted mount and wiped him down. In the distance he could see the movement of more large beasts, while overhead giant winged creatures that resembled disjointed bats, glided along, casting shadows across the desert-scape. Brady could … Continue reading Imaginary Nevada: March 4, 1920
Suddenly, there were lights flashing in my rear view mirror and soon a female state trooper walked up to my window, demanding, “License, insurance and registration, please.” I handed them to her before she asked, “Do you know why I pulled you over?” “No idea, ma’am,” I answered. “Distracted driving – using your cellphone while … Continue reading Fly
My shoelaces are my nemesis.
He sat at his desk the morning following a nights-long bender, looking upset. “What’s the matter,” his wife asked, “Hungover? “Not at all,” he answered, “I wrote an entire novella last night.” “But you looking like someone died – I’d think you’d be happy?” “You’d think.” “Then what’s the problem?” “I wrote it all over … Continue reading Out-of-Order
Acrylic on canvas, 24" x 36"
Things have change yet again for me, as I slip from unemployment to working day-shift, making writing for eight-hours a day nearly unattainable. With that being said, I have struggled over the last week to bring daily stories to this blog. My intention is to at least get a couple hours in everyday after work, … Continue reading Coming Up to Speed