The truck dropped me off in the early hours of dawn. I got out and roamed the quiet town of Yerington. I chuckled about having talked of this place, actually making fun of it when I worked in radio, calling it Yeringtonburg, without ever having set foot inside the city limits. As dawn began to … Continue reading In the Earth, pt. 1
My Cousin Elmo says, "Sometimes I make a joke in my head, and we all laugh."
Born July 12, 1951, in Arcata, California, Brian Ferguson passed away June 20, 2021, after a battle with cancer at 69 years of age. He graduated from Arcata High School and attended Humboldt State University. Following graduation, Brian was a teacher and coach at Del Norte High School. His two favorite sports were football and … Continue reading Brian Ferguson, 1952-2021
My Cousin Elmo says, "I told my wife it was okay for her to get rid of everything in the kitchen that did not bring her joy. Now, all we have is a cork-screw and an ice cream scoop."
She vanished in the winter of 1990, coming to Bodie to research the history of the town. A snowfall hid Vancouver Martin’s tracks, and it was assumed that she had become lost in the ensuing blizzard. The state park service towed her truck. Her family showed to it claim it after notified of her disappearance. … Continue reading The Danger of Research
John is a photographer, who records a lot of southern Nevada and who posts some great pictures. When he's not off on some photo adventure, he also does some great editing. This is the edit that inspired the following story... It was the quaking of the ground beneath me as I tried to get some … Continue reading The So-civilized Monster
My Cousin Elmo says, "Dear Jeff Dunham, please stop by Washington D.C. and take your dummy home. It ain't funny anymore."
You'll probably think I'm pulling your leg or something, but here goes... Two days ago, we had a large family gathering, the first since Grandma passed away. It did not end well, and here I am now, tasked with cleaning the barbecue grill. The gathering fell apart shortly after my mother arrived. She was not … Continue reading Seventh-level Grand Boogens
My Cousin Elmo says, "I'm at that age where the next day my body whispers to me, 'Don't do that again.'"
"All I want to do is walk in the land." "Be careful there is great power in the land." "There is great power in solitude." "Look at the Red-tail Hawk above us." "Ahh, great power." "I dreamed of you swimming in the lake. You were swimming against the current. We were all admiring your perfect … Continue reading Talk Between a Shoshoni and a Paiute Elder
My Cousin Elmo says, "My know-it-all neighbor claimed that only onions can make you cry, so I tossed a watermelon at him. Turns out he's right, but his nose sure did bleed."
Acrylic and ink, 11 x 14 inches, canvas
"What in the hell blew through here?" he asked, though he was alone. Manny looked at the damaged fence and shook his head. He did so in confusion as he had no more dogs, and the splintered pieces of redwood slats were shattered and strewn on both sides of the property line. He remembered back … Continue reading Slats
They chased after him. The three men had seen him snatch the purse from the older woman as she finished her business at the ATM. He had made the first corner with no problem but had tripped over the curb as he round the second corning. Now limping, the three men were quickly gaining on … Continue reading Reflection of a Criminal
Ink, 9 x 12 inches
Rusty believed himself to be a ladies-man. All the women in the office thought he was an ass. His latest conquest, Ciana, had enough of his sexual innuendos and unwanted passes and had decided to put an end to his harassment. With that, she brought in 24 raw crystals and laid them end-to-end in a … Continue reading Ju-Ju
She no longer had to wear a mask, and that made Cheryl happy. She did not have a hard time wearing a mask but seeing others did make life difficult. Cheryl suffered from childhood with ommetaphobia, a fear of eyes. Even the act of looking in a mirror with a mask on caused nausea, tremors, … Continue reading Fear of Eyes
To call it anything other than horrifying would be an understatement. I tried calling it cruelty, even neglect, but neither word seems to fit the situation. It is where nightmares come alive, adding to those that already haunt the short hours of unrestful sleep. As I walked into the woman's yard, I saw the live … Continue reading Death by Sprinkler Head
As she struggled, her yellow dress, already short, was now over her hips. She was not wearing underwear. Still haunted by the memory of what had happened in Iraq, he smiled at the thing in his bed, "I'm gonna fuck you till you scream with pleasure." Already naked himself, Nick stuffed his erectness into the … Continue reading The Smiling Woman in Yellow, pt. 3
My Cousin Elmo says, "I'm on the tequila diet, and so far I've lost three days."
Once inside and with the door securely locked behind him, Nick relaxed a little. As he prepared for bed, he looked out his window at the street and where the woman had been. He felt himself jump as he looked down on her, and she stood still, staring up at his window. Nick picked up … Continue reading The Smiling Woman in Yellow, pt. 2
The odd walk, the goofy grin, and the overpowering sense of danger were nothing new to him. He had seen it once before while on duty at a checkpoint outside Baghdad nearly 16 years before. Back then, he was in the Marine Corps. The night of the incident at the checkpoint remained burned in his … Continue reading The Smiling Woman in Yellow, pt. 1
A gunman held up a U.S. postal carrier in the early evening hours of June 7, along Kipling Drive in Dayton, Nevada. Investigators with the U.S. Postal Inspection Service (USPIS) describe the suspect as a Black male, about 20 years old, five feet, seven or eight inches tall, last seen wearing a red hoodie, black … Continue reading Can’t Made This Sort of Stuff Up
Part of Center Street in Reno, between UNR and the railroad tracks at Commercial Row, was renamed University Avenue in 1920. Then in 1957, Reno renamed Center Street from Virginia Street north to the University as University Avenue. Both times, Reno changed the name back to Center Street. Now, in time for its 2024 sesquicentennial, … Continue reading Who Cares about Budgets?
My Cousin Elmo says, "Dogs may drool, but people suck."
Perhaps I've been slow in recognizing that people love to argue, win at all costs, and for no reason at all. Worse yet, we battle over unimportant stuff. For example, I like to post historic photographs. I don't post them without first vetting their background. In the recent past, I've posted stuff without checking first, … Continue reading The Social Media Winner
She awoke lying in the tall grass of the prairie. Despite being wrapped in a quilt tightly from head to toe and in the sun, Sarah still felt chilled. It was much better than what she had been going through. The night before, she was deathly ill with a fever so high it was believed … Continue reading The Wind
Wally Barrieau, Sergeant, U.S. Marine Corps, returned from his third tour in Afghanistan a different man. He knew it, and so did everyone else, and that is why he felt it necessary to exit the service. His sudden personality change happened after he became separated from his squad and ended up wandering around the desert, … Continue reading The Double-Slip
My Cousin Elmo says, "The only reason I speed is to get there before I forget where I'm going. Yeah, the cop didn't buy it either."
As I sat down to begin the job of researching news articles and seeing whom I might be able to call or visit to get a quote or statement, my wife came into the room, looked around, and sighed heavily. "What's wrong?" I asked. "This mess," she answered. "What am I going to do with … Continue reading Bucket Listed
Instead of writing as I would have liked to have been doing, my day has been a myriad of chores. That is how Wednesday's go as it is the only day I have off from my usual duties -- in other words, I do not chase news stories on this day. No. Wednesdays are filled … Continue reading Abductor Minimi Digiti
It's been a long-held belief of mine that the politics between plants and drought are a double-edged sword that cuts both ways. Case in point... A new Nevada law outlaws about 31 percent of the grass in the Las Vegas area to conserve water. The ban targets what the Southern Nevada Water Authority calls "non-functional … Continue reading The Politics of Plants and Drought
My Cousin Elmo says, "According to Facebook, I have a very anti-social life."
My Cousin Elmo says, “I’m in Home Depot and some little shit called me an old fart. So, if you are missing your kid, they’re on aisle 17, red dryer.”
It was jus' before midnight as I left my friend's home in Virginia City. Once out the front door, there is a set of well-lit stairs to the right of the porch. The night breeze coming down from Sun Moutain, now known as Mt. Davidson, felt delicious, and so I paused, letting it cool me … Continue reading Up the Down Stair Well
A tall, beautifully-built blonde with green eyes met him at her apartment door as he was preparing to knock. Vicky had a way of doing that to Tim. Raised in what some would call a "commune," but what followers believed was a "community, Vicky intrigued him, and he hoped that he did more for her … Continue reading The House of Lester
It was no surprise that my wife knew about the possibility of having to get a booster shot for COVID-19. It was also not surprising that she did not know about the Freedom Of Information Act that netted three thousand emails from Dr. Anthony Fauci's government account. While I do not want to go into … Continue reading Exposing a Pattern of Fauci’s Fraud
My Cousin Elmo says, "I decided to get ahead of the game today, so I woke up pre-pissed off."
Watercolor and ink, 9 x 11 1/12 inches
My Cousin Elmo says, "I was invited to a 'Pin the tail on the Donkey' drink party. Made an ass of myself."
Try as I might listen to President Biden speechify on the so-called 'Tulsa Race Riots,' I simply could not stomach the pandering. Of course, to use 'riot' is wrong because it was murder -- and there is a difference. How and why it happened, I will not go into as I cannot and will not … Continue reading Teaching the Fad and Not the Truth
My Cousin Elmo says, "It would be less confusing if Joe would jus' turn the teleprompter around and let us read it for ourselves."
Time is perplexing to me and only good as a writing device and maintaining an interconnective schedule. Anything more and it becomes as illusive as the wind cupped in my hands.