When you're an assistant principal at a high school, your main job is to be the ass-kicker. You get stuck dealing out the punishment to problem students and troublemakers. You try to straighten them out while they're still in never-never land, so when they get into the real world they don't get their asses kicked in a permanent way. And once in a while, one...
Author's Note: I didn't like the way this was written so I decided to rewrite it. Yawning slowly, I lay in bed a few moments longer. Have you ever felt like something was just wrong? It was like there was something missing or something was there that shouldn't be. Maybe it felt like...something was just off about the world. You couldn't put your finger on wh...
"Jason, next week we have two days off together. What do you think about an overnight canoe trip on the Peace River?" "That would be cool." "We could rent a canoe in Arcadia and just have some fun. During the week we should have the river to ourselves." Departure day dawned. It had been raining cats and dogs all night, but was supposed to be clear by noon...
"Lizzy! You can't be serious! You can't stay... where are you again? Wyoming. Right. Where is that anyway? Never mind." the girl was adamant on the other end of the line. She'd sat through a half hour of some sob story of Lacey being swept off her feet by some cowboy or another. She couldn't stand to be quiet anymore. "You've known the guy what... a week? Be...
Morning came, and the smell of breakfast filled the apartment. I'd taken a few cooking classes way back when since my parents never did teach me. I was decent. I scrambled some eggs and cooked some sausage as well. Soon enough, I was scooping it out onto a couple of plates. "Morning, Joanna," Shawn's voice said as he came out of the bedroom. He had a bad c...
Howdy, I'm RedMonkeyButt, and hopefully by the end of this article you will not only know what a crawfish is, but how to cook and enjoy them as well. I will not go through the ins and outs of catching the little buggers because not all of you have a good creek running through your backyard. Instead, you will have to hunt through the wilds of the grocery stor...
Chapter 1 - Suspicions Isle of Enchantment, Eastward Lighthouse No.1 Five years later... East of Maine, and only accessible via the Biddeford Ferry, a charming little island lovingly nicknamed the "Isle of Enchantment" stood serenely in the middle of the Atlantic. It was given the name by the superstitious residents of Mount Desert Island because they...
"We should do something for Earth Day," said Bob, a clerk in a law firm, to his three friends, who sat in their favorite bar drinking green beer on St. Patrick's Day. "Earth Day? No one celebrates Earth Day," said Mike, an accountant with an accounting firm. "It isn't a real holiday like St. Paddy's Day." "Yeah, Earth Day is a lame holiday right up there w...
Chapter 3: Schooled A female's lyrical voice penetrated the thick hazy fog of his slumbering brain. He winced and groaned, becoming aware of a silky slender arm around his shoulder and neck. It stirred briefly but didn't remove its weight. "Hello-o-o-o-! Anyone awake aboard?! Wakee, wakee, all hands off snakies!" His dark head shot up from his pillow w...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * An old, bag lady takes a liking to a man who has shown her kindness. I'm the type of person who always reaches in my pocket to pass out spare change to homeless beggars. I don't think twice about it; I just do it. Not the best that I can do, it's the least that I can do. What is just loose change to me, ma...