A Very Wild Guess… If I was a writer, and I am, this is how I would do it: Yesterday Biden announces he’s giving up. Voices start calling for him to step down right away. Here is where the wild guess starts.. To appease the masses, Joe Biden will step down before election. Kamala Harris will get the honor of …
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“Aiming for Antarctica-ss”part II reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- Waddling towards the presumed location of the abandoned submarine, the few English speaking penguins explained to me how it had been the very first time they’d encountered a polar bear out here in the wild… ‘Totally understand. ‘I told them. ‘Many forget polar bears normally live in the Arctic and you …
‘E.Tea in the Ama-Zone’part III reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- part I press herepart II press here Promises promises. I had assured the tribe’s shaman I could track down his long lost brother and was sticking to the plan… Once back from El Dorado I parked the birdlike artifact in the attic, got pleasantly surprised by my three legged Greenpeace registered …
‘E.Tea in the Ama-Zone’part II reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- part I press herepart III press here During my tenure with the tribe I had built up an unconquerable tolerance towards the Amazonian vine tea. So as my highs were getting low, my lows were getting high. Slowly sobering up, getting all edgy, twitchy and itchy. I really just wanted …
‘E.Tea in the Ama-Zone’part I reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- part II press herepart III press here It was the last full moon before the summer solstice and while the wind blew in gently from the East, the stars were shimmering all mysteriously. Piped up and good to go I enjoyed one last coke laced cigarette before take-off. Throwing on …
reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- ep.1 press hereep.2 press here The dawn was peaking through the dissipating darkness of a crisp emerging Friday. Birds up in the trees were chippering cheerful and well underway in their morning routines, while garbagemen, wallowing in the light of the rising sun, bustled around, loading up the unwanted excess of a Thursday gone by. …
reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- ep.1 press hereep.3 press here It was a Thursday night in a dark part of town and while the soft light of the crescent moon was shining faintly through the lean leftovers of storm filled clouds, rain dripped through the iron steel sheets used to fix the rotten roof. Three obscure individuals were standing around …
reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- ep.2 press hereep.3 press here It was the seven⎮thirteen from New York to Miami. I took my seat in cart 983, the last wagon of the Amtrak Silver Star, and waited. Breeding the sound of metal slamming onto metal, the train thundered on the tracks while the rising sun drove its rays through the blacked out …
‘Aiming for Antarctica-ss‘part I reading time: 3 minutes -unedited- Slogging on a pair of Wilson tennis rackets given to me at Wimbledon after defusing a hostile situation pertaining a wig, a V.I.P. and a bold nest of bald faced hornets, I was making my way through the snowy plains of Antarctica seeking the passageway into the realm of Middle Earth. …
