"Shhhh..." Karl readjusts the duct tape on the man's mouth then nods in satisfaction. "This will all be over soon. We just have to wait." He didn't want to get too comfortable so he passed up the recliner and sat down on the dining room chair. The man, Brandon, head writer of Star Watch, had… Continue reading Radio Silence
It was a dreary gray morning in Chicago, the kind made for cuddles and movies. I had exited the train and was navigating through Union Station, trudging through a maze of commuters, and trying not to get impaled in the genitals by people who insist on carrying their over-sized umbrellas horizontally. The escalator ride was… Continue reading That One Day My Umbrella Tried To Kill Me
Shut Up, Shani! 