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Thursday Anderson was her given name. There was really no good way to create a nickname out of Thursday. Thur sounded stupid. So she went by the name Mac, a name she gave herself in 3rd grade after reading a … Continue reading
“On Wednesday? Let me think. Oh, that was the day I went up to visit my mother in Longmont. Stayed with her nearly all day.” “You drove your own car?” “Yeah, sure. Of course.” An officer tapped at an iPad … Continue reading
The same act was at The Continental Club every Tuesday night for years. The same crowd appeared each Tuesday, with a few newcomers mixed in every week just for spice. When out-of-towners came through on a Tuesday, that was where … Continue reading
She hummed that old tune “Monday, Monday” by the Mama and the Papas as she walked. It had just the right rhythm to keep her feet moving and she had a lot of ground to cover. After a while she … Continue reading
A sprinkle of coffee grounds decorated the bottom of my cup: an artifact of using a French press to make my coffee. I wondered if the grounds spoke with divination about my future the way tea leaves might. Why only … Continue reading
I’ve thought about my personal manifesto a lot and I’ve reached some principles, some prime rules for living. These eternal truths shall rule the future: The earth is flat. Anyone can see that. Humans are not causing global warming. It’s … Continue reading
I sat at the table with a book and a salad. One of those infomercials was playing on the TV in the background. I heard, “Call now, operators are waiting,” about 15 times. It distracted me from my reading. I … Continue reading
Most interactions in the course of a day are casual, cloaked in correct social conventions and surface level conversation. The advent of social media has increased the number of casual conversations that pass by in a day’s time. You don’t … Continue reading
I studied his eyes. Obsessively. I could tell when to make myself scarce by the color of his eyes. When they were a light blue it would be okay to be around him. But when they turned a cloudy shade … Continue reading