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Jugheads on the Jarbridge
I met these two girls at the rainbow gathering. I was living in a hole for the week, my abstract gesture towards shelter pulled over my meager camp outfit in the dirt. I mean, I had a sleeping bag and a tarp. I'd traded something, two hits of acid?, for a sleeping pad, but I slipped crossing the river carrying it back to my hole and it took ( Read more... ) -
Bob's Birthday
Sure, all the really cool people in my stories are named Bob. That’s because of Bob. Bob, born on 06-06-60. Check it out. Numerillogically it’s 000-666. A triple-ought shotgun blast from Hell. The born to be a bad influence best friend you wish you had, but I actually did.
Today’s his birthday, 06-06-2011. Numerillogically, that’s 7 ( Read more... ) -
Fourth of July
The parade starts at my house!
I like the jets, Oregon Air Guard F-16’s out of Kingsley Field over in Klamath Falls. Most people wait for their roar as their signal to head downtown for the parade. I rush outside when I hear that low, mysterious hum, hoping I’m looking in the right direction when they suddenly appear; without a trace or ( Read more... ) -
Ted Nugent at the Britt Festival
It's the early evening after the Ted Nugent concert. The temperature is in the comfortably high 80's. I'm walking up my tree-lined street to the Boulevard and on to Safeway for a forty-ouncer of Pabst, my second of the day. I have a slightly unpleasant encounter on the way. There's a guy with a dog who is getting a litte loose, running ( Read more... ) -
A Nice Little Town
This is a really nice little town. There are, like, seven Grateful Dead cover bands here in the valley, the Valley of Smoke, as the locals called it when my ancestor arrived all a-lust for adventure and found adventure too much hard work.
He lit out for Idaho with a herd of stolen horses and spent his life on the Camas Prairie entertaining ( Read more... ) -
Captured by Indians!
Captured by Indians, an historical romance taken from the bare genealogical facts of one of my ancestors chosen at random.
mary abbott b.1630 in Massachusetts, m. Thomas Walling 1651 in Connecticut. Source-Sandra J Miner
“Captured by Indians!” she cried, “Oh! Help! Help! What will become of my Virtue?”
“Your Virtue!, such as it is, will ( Read more... ) -
A Long Time Coming
A Long Time Coming
A Shakespearean Suspenselet based on the bare genealogical facts of an ancestor chosen at random.
Robert Abell, Esq. b.1500 d. 1597 Stapenhill, Derby, England
Resident of Stapenhill, co. Derby, Eng. He was named in a legal complaint of Walter Blount in about 1533 and in a deed in 1547, as well as the ( Read more... ) -
A Torn Cloth of Gold
A Torn Cloth of Gold
a Tudor Romancelet based upon the bare genealogical facts of one of my ancestors chosen at random.
John Clere; of Dedham, Essex, England; b. 1492, d. 1538, wife- June
Source: Sandra J. Miner, Leland Family @2000
A Torn Cloth of Gold
“Monsieur! You are not ill? The storm has everyone else ( Read more... ) -
A Forced Marriage
a Shakespearean romancelet based upon the bare genealogical facts of an ancestor chosen at random.
Jane Seyliard
married to Sir Richard Cotton, 1578, in St. Olave’s Jewry, London.
died about 1593
“Sir Richard! You mustn’t!” Jane hissed, pushing her grasping, middle-aged suitor away as vigorously as one could push a wealthy, if ( Read more... ) -
My First Pro Football Game
Two Raider fans left at dawn, charging up the pass!, in, due to sudden circumstance, a minor traffic accident on Halloween is all, for truth, though still, it's better than what had happened to that football team of late, which is how we got two tickets so cheap, and so, better late than never, but still late, we charged that VeeWee up ( Read more... )