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Wednesday, May 27, 2026
Tuesday, May 26, 2026
Final Draft Struggle
Final Draft Struggle
on whether to cut the scene
and change the ending...
Monday, May 25, 2026
Memorial Day
Memorial Day
our noble dead, lives stolen
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Sunday, May 24, 2026
Whispers
Whispers
ancient creatures whisper tales
tongues unknown by man.
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Saturday, May 23, 2026
Ghosts
Ghosts
whispered when they are alone...
Friday, May 22, 2026
Hyper
Hyper
Fortuna's gift flows over:
unyielding success.
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A Dream.
So, last night, I had an interesting dream.
I was in a park, and climbed a hill to where there was a
Library Box filled with books, and before I could look through the books to see
if there was anything good, I found a package inside, and it had a handmade PVC
pipe pistol. I wanted to keep it, but John Travolta walked up, flashed me his smile, and talked me into throwing it away because I “didn’t actually wanna risk having it, right?”
So, I begrudgingly tossed it in the trash. He said Thanks,
and that he owed me one. He shot me the double guns and grinned again.
Later, I am sitting at a meal with the family, they are
chatting away while I am lost in my own thoughts trying to figure out how I am
going to make ends meet, when My wife says that the bank shows a deposit from
John Travolta for 3.5 Million Dollars. It was noted as “Thanks”.
I excitedly started calculating the pay off of my debts, and the purchase of a small fixer upper home for the family.
Folks, I tell you that waking up without the 3.5 million that you were going to use to change your life was...rough.
So, as I am getting started this morning, crying little tears into my coffee, all I can say is that if John Travolta asks you to toss a gun for him in real life, try it and see what happens....

