The books arrived. Short lived excitement.

*Jamming out on his bass guitar.*

Forensically interested in what happened here.

The wedding ceremony couldn't have happened on a prettier day.  It was bright, and sunny with just a hint of morning chill that was slowly being erased by the sun that was steadily climbing higher in the sky.  The location had been chosen for its elegance and it's intimate atmosphere.  In the corner a quartet set up and played a soft wedding march ( Read more... )

*In his office going through mail.*

Peyton?  I have a modest proposal.

There was a bag on the bed, half filled with clothes, carefully folded and arranged like one of his drawers. A mini version of a piece of home that he could take with him. Travel toiletries littered the bed and that's why he suggested the couch. With dimmed lights he poured two glasses of wine and on the stereo was Doris Day. It was one of his ( Read more... )

This time I won't lose my luggage.

*Making a sandwich in break room.*

I need to say this because it's funny.  My keystone class for my major had me studying pornographic pictures on the walls of houses in Pompeii.  Why?  Because when else are you going to get to do a major paper on pornography?  Anyway, one of the key figures that were often featured was Priapus because, well, he's a funny looking god that's often ( Read more... )