“Is that so, Mr…uh, what’s yer name again? Up and Down? Side to Side?” “In-N-Out,” the spy replied dryly. “Yeah, yeah, In-N-Out. I knew it was a weird name like that.” “It’s not just a name, it’s my occupation.”
Fast Food Fairy Tale, Part Seven
Creative Writing
Sorrow of Solomon
I wanted to know everything. Yet, at the end of all my studies, when I learned all there was worth knowing, I came to a profound conclusion: Meaningless! Meaningless! Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.
Birth of a Character
X: Who am I? Steve: I don’t know…yet. X: Who are you? Steve: My name is Steve and I am a writer. X: Steve…a writer. Steve: Yes, and you are to be one of my characters. X: I am…I am a character? Steve: Well, you will be. You’re an idea at the moment; a sketch; … Continue reading Birth of a Character
History Basketball: A Drama, Part Three
Disclaimer: I found the attached image at the following site: http://dailycaller.com/2014/03/19/this-painting-of-george-washington-dunking-on-dictators-is-breathtaking/. This picture fit too perfectly for my drama to pass up! Kudos to painter Aaron Needham. By Steven Dexheimer Skip: As we approach the start of the third quarter, let’s take a look back at how the two teams have played, and talk a little … Continue reading History Basketball: A Drama, Part Three
Fast Food Fairy Tale, Part Six
“Good one! Hey, you’re all right, kid! Look, you ever find yourself jonesing for a sandwich, stop by my restaurant, all right? Tell ‘em Jersey Mike sent ya!” With that, Jersey Mike motioned to Smashburger and the two strode off. “‘Jonesing’?” Wendy asked. Baskin and Robin shrugged. “It means ‘craving,’” said a voice from within the cottage. “Why didn’t he just say ‘craving’?” “As I have so recently discovered,” replied the voice, “those men seem to have a language all their own.”
The Ideal Pet
I saw him by the side of the road while I was taking an evening stroll through my neighborhood. He was small, dirty and all alone. The sight of him sitting there moved me deeply. I decided to take him home.
Joy
A note from a loved one: "Be joyful always." A favorite song on the radio. An answered prayer. A psalm of praise. A stale, old joke that gets funnier every year. Helping those in need, With a warmth in my heart. Goals that are accomplished. Races that are won. A gentle touch within; peaceful to … Continue reading Joy
History Basketball: A Drama, Part Two
Skip: Adams has the ball now and tosses it into play to Jefferson. Jefferson patiently moves up the court, looking for an open teammate. “Stonewall” Jackson is sticking close to him, his left arm raised. This would not be an unusual gesture, except that Jackson keeps his left arm raised throughout the entire game. Larry: He told me that he does it to keep his blood balanced.
Fast Food Fairy Tale, Part Five
“What about him?” asked Wendy, pointing to the tavern’s lone customer. “He looks a little shifty.” “I yam what I yam,” said the man with a shrug. “What does that mean?” “Wendy,” Baskin sighed in exasperation. “Could you just pretend for five minutes that you have good manners?” “I yam what I yam,” Wendy mimicked.
She Was My Age
I realized that youth did not mean immortality, yet…she was my age.
Dexy's Midnight Ramblings 