The Hospital

I usually don’t remember my dreams, but when I do they tend to be fairly bizarre, and usually in Technocolor with Dolby Surround too. Sometimes though the dream feels less like a “dream” and more like an immersive movie or RPG in which I’m following around a character or two. I’ve come to call these … Continue reading The Hospital

I’ll Never Get Over Nacho Grande

|| Sharing a pun laden reply I put on Fark in response to a satirical post that invoked Airplane's Macho Grande as a humorous micro fiction. (And serious kudos if you followed that too!) -- I remember Nacho Grande all too well. Sure the chips were down, and we all knew it too. But Sarge, … Continue reading I’ll Never Get Over Nacho Grande