Posted in Books & Stories, Movies, Thriller

Standing At The Ramp Kicking The Amber Waves Of Grain Out Of My Sandals Waiting for The Parade Of Cars To End So I Can Cross

 

That’s a lot of directions. Should titles be this long? Why not! Of course, had I written ‘why not’ with a period following it that would have indicated sarcasm. Why not. (And the spelling/grammar check doesn’t like it) Decisions, decisions on a lazy Saturday, me and a slice of cold pizza, while my grandson chillaxses in his room playing videogames.

 

That’s the life.

 

But enough time has passed since I began this and it’s dark, speaking of dark thoroughly enjoying the film noir I’ve been discovering through YouTube. Tonight was The Amazing Mr. X, a con pretending to be a psychic taking wealthy women for what he can. How helpless the women are! Then again when someone suspects something or the con goes awry because the record playing other worldly music skips and she notices, curious woman charges head first to solve the mystery and will figure out later how to overcome the bad guy should she bump into one or not at all figuring it out that is. Romance thrives with death looming and the men aren’t the superheroes being a half step behind the bad guy but there’s enough going on to hold you there till it’s done. In fact, I haven’t been disappointed by one yet.

 

Good stuff.

 

For me, the only man I’m thinking of is the little one fast asleep, no mysteries to solve, no bad guys taking me for my wealth ‘cause I’m broke, (I don’t have oak but I try to dress nice) I am looking forward to early morning, making coffee – yes I make a great cup of coffee – enjoying the beginning of a new day, and seeing that face when he wakes.

 

Does that make the lady a tramp? Ha, eat your heart out.

 

 

 

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Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry, Movies

Maybe I Should Post It In The Monster Blog Because Of The Genre

 

Nothing like a monster car or truck yet the title was:

Tired But Not Tired Enough

 

Close but no cigar, that’s it

So here I sit

 

Actually I’m not going to sit I’m going to hard-boil a few eggs… what else was I thinking, yeah, maybe making some potato salad, the kind with mayo. It’s been a culinary creative day and I don’t feel like stopping. Might sift through the chicken and noodles of Friday’s school lunch, removing the chicken seeing I don’t eat the meat and have prepared noodles at the ready. When all is said and done I might feel drowsy enough to sleep to Drive Angry. You think you’ve had relatives from hell? Not like this guy and not at all figuratively speaking. “Mwah-ha-ha, I’d like you to meet my Grandfather” she’d said. “Those aren’t horns in the back of his head.” His grin dripped venom right onto their bed.SKULLIGHTS

 

Now here I go.