Time Wounds All Heels |
The timbers were hand hewn, mismatched and native. They still bore the mark of the axe and the adze in places, along with slips of the chisel and mallet, the mark of the saw. In other places...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 08:02:00 GMT |
Walter, The Room, Ellis and The Zulu |
Ellis moved down the stairs and through the house as quietly as his stff joints would let him. He could hear the breathing machine running in Walter's room. He looked at the door, standing s...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 18:44:00 GMT |
The End Of An Era |
The special was meatloaf and the choice of two sides. The lunch rush was over and the sound of clanging pots and running water was coming from the kitchen. Their waitress was all brown eyes and ...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Apr 2009 20:31:00 GMT |
Pilgrim |
"Fuck. Lady, I don't even know why I'm here." He looked over one shoulder then the next, just to make sure he was alone. "Just started walking, wound up here. Five miles or better, and four inch...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 19:06:00 GMT |
Now That It's Over... |
Everybody's Irish on St. Patrick's Day. And mostly, they just use it as an excuse to get shit-hammered. So, a toast... Here's to a man who was born a pagan and died a priest. Who drove the ...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Mar 2009 05:26:00 GMT |
The Same? |
It was last Wednesday, woodcutting Wednesday. Felt more like swimming weather than woodcutting weather. But we were out cutting wood because the season is still on. Next winter will be awful col...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Feb 2009 18:04:00 GMT |
Watson |
In the tradition of Jenks, the famed Blue Heeler of my childhood, who came from a man named Jenkins, Watson was named after the people he came from. Some manner of mutt,...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Jan 2009 11:54:00 GMT |
Dont Need A Weatherman... |
So, President-elect Barrack Obama. In spite of his comment about bitter rural voters, clinging to their guns and religion which I thought was really shitty. I guess I'm glad t...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Nov 2008 05:05:00 GMT |
Orville Lee |
The water wasn't running right. It still came out of the tap, but it gurgled and came out slow. Orville's wife wasn't happy, she'd wanted a bath....
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:42:00 GMT |
The Sun’s Burning Out... |
A week ago tomorrow, I sat down at the computer to write a blog about how great the world always seems to look in the rearview of Red Truck. Before I went about it, I checked ...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 18:09:00 GMT |
