Michael looked around the room that was supposed to become the baby's then down at the few cans of seafoam green paint and the rollers. The room was no small place, that's for sure. The kid was going to have plenty of room to play ( Read more... )

[Might be humming Bed Intruder song.]

[Middle of apartment, on floor, staring.]

Why is the hot water gone?

Michael meant it when he said he hated hospitals the first night he had woken up there. He still meant it a few days later when his head was a little clearer and he could remember more than just bits and pieces of a conversation. Although, with the clarity, came the pain from the wounds on his chest. That's when he wanted to make the clarity go ( Read more... )

Ten channels only goes so far.

[Face down, unconscious, blood pooling rapidly.]

Think I threw out my shoulder...

No women here...time to party?