404: Won In July

“I won it in July.” Vaseline proudly displayed her nine inch long blue ribbon. Vaseline, what a strange name. Her parents must have been hippies. “That’s very nice, Vaseline, what did you win it for?” “Oh, a thing.” “Really, what kind of thing?” “I made the best do-it-yourself nuclear bomb at the whole fair.” Photo…

373: Written In Stone

“Nothing is written in stone.” Said Anthony’s Father. Anthony believed him. Then he went to the graveyard. “Look at all this stuff that’s written in stone!” Said Anthony. His father merely grunted. On the ride home from the graveyard an idea began to form in Anthony’s head. An idea that would possess the next several…