The Monkey’s Pirate

Mom suggested the job fair. Nobody is hiring a one-handed man with a substance abuse problem. She never listens.

Hanging with the guys on the dock, sipping buckets of rum was my ambition.

Encountering Continue reading

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Thar She Blows!

Emmitt blamed all the world’s problems on the bullhorn that stalked him. “Get over here!” “There!” “Stop!” The bullhorn bellowed commands, steamrolling his Pollyanna disposition.

For Christmas, Santa brought him headphones. “Everything is Awesome” could envelope him in a sonic cone nearing nirvana. Emmitt was giddy with glee. He knew exactly what he would do. Continue reading