780: A Fine Education

Dr. A. Heyerdale Mecklenberg VII was professor of linguistic interpretation and alternative theory at the prestigious Chicago Societal College of Arts, Literature and Philosophy and 73rd street. At least, that was what he claimed. In reality, of course, he was the front man for an international diamond smuggling ring run out of Budapest. Dr Mecklenberg…

753: Ask Me A Question

Seriously, ask me about anything. Philosophy, love, politics, the meaning of life, quantum computing, the more complicated the better and I will answer it in an essay. Don’t get me wrong. I am not trying to be altruistic by offering my advice to the world. Frankly, the world could do just fine without my advice.…

750: Heads I Win

Honestly, I just got tired of it. It started when I was in grade school. Any trivial dispute that came up, and the quarters were sure to come out. “Heads I win, tails you lose.” Sneered the face on the other side of George Washington’s. I never won. As I grew up I began to…

748: Big Raindrops

The thing about strings Is the rarely do zing Past the cranium, into the brain Much better to do, with a pick-axe instead Or unusually large drops of rain -Chinese Proverb Hector had been watching his back for several days. It wasn’t anything definitive, he just had the feeling that someone was out to get…

729: Hello Darkness

Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to speak with you again You may not be the best companion And your jokes are kind of lame But who am I to complain? You’re a dark and dismal fiend But at least I have a friend Photo by Kat Jayne on Pexels.com

723: Buying a Pound of Them

Special thanks to Mr. Ohh! for providing todays opening line. Mr. Ohh! is the king of all things humorous and laughable. His blog is well worth a laugh. I mean read. And I thought buying a pound of them would be a good idea. I’m not saying it was the most thought out decision I’ve…

722: Why I Poked A Hole In It.

Special thanks to the indomitable Herb for providing today’s opening line. Herb is a Colorado cowboy from Shawano with a fantastic sense of humor. I honestly can’t say enough good things about him, but you can get to know him yourself by reading his blog. “And that’s why I poked a hole in it, your…

721: The Crooked Lampshade

Special thanks to Goldie for providing today’s opening line. Goldie writes interesting short stories and thought provoking essays. If you’re not reading Goldie’s blog you are seriously missing out. (I’m looking at you, North Korea.)  “She glanced at the crooked lampshade…” “You’re doing it again.” “Doing what?” “Reading aloud.” “Oh, sorry.” Natasha sighed, and returned…