A Lethal Omnipresence

My coworkers sat beside me as the contractor’s representatives sat across the table explaining (I should probably say, “explaining away”) the nuances of their work:  why their progress was slow, why their invoicing lagged, why they needed more time to fix the problems which they themselves had created. You know … the usual stuff.  And…

The End of the Nightmare

We have all read in scientific books, and, indeed, in all romances, the story of the man who has forgotten his name. This man walks about the streets and can see and appreciate everything; only he cannot remember who he is. Well, every man is that man in the story. Every man has forgotten who…

A Vicious Storm

The rain pelted down as if fired from a rifle, each drop lashing Andrew’s coat with more force than he thought possible. It seemed to him that the watery missiles would bore their way through the deck at any moment, bringing the small craft’s plight from bad to hopeless instantly. Somehow though, the deck, the…

Angry Harping

I love absurdity (which could be why I get so many laughs from British humor). And, if you’re anything like me, the title of this entry, “Angry Harping”, probably got you thinking about some frowning person plucking the strings of a harp with extreme gusto – maybe the guitar part to Led Zeppelin’s Black Dog?…