It was one of those days in August in the southern hemisphere, at about 32 degrees latitude, where it was on the cusp of winter and...

Blinking, slowly.  For an eternity, his lid closes like time standing still.  Staring through eyes of eternal pain, lenses of excruciating agony, focus, an eon of torment.    The bullet rips into his side.    He sees it slide into his flesh, a micrometre, a microsecond at a time.  Molecules of blood float in super slow-motion out of the ever-widening cavity.  Dancing a ballet of beauty, spinning, twisting, twirling.   One degree at a time.   One micro-second frame by frame. 

Cath our boss, walked in to the office and said,   ‘Can one of you guys talk to Mark when he comes in today, about the job in Tamworth...

“Guy” is male and old French for ‘guide or lead’. Guy of Gisborne tried trapping Robin and stealing Marian.  Sebastian sings at people and promotes falsehood.  One is very Pearcing, another Richie directs and married a virgin.  Others have been stand-up-Guys and even fall-Guys.  My-Guy, frat-Guy, goofy-Guy, chill-Guy, even a Toy-Story-Guy.  Some even companioned dolls. One guarded gunpowder, arrested, tortured (over a few days), finally confessing that he tried to blow up par

I am just some guy. It is just my opinion. I should just shut up.

Shaking snow off his bear-hide Grog trudges into the cave. “Corrrr, bloody cold out there.  Freeze tha tits offya mammoth”.  He kicks the sabre-tooth skull down the back of the cave. “Awwww Grog darlinnnggg, don’t mess the place up ya big hairy slob” minces Og.  “Pterry, my big bird flew today but was so cold she couldn’t get off the cliff, so she laid an egg.  That’s tonight’s din-dins.” “Fair dinkum, gotta stop livin’ with mates n’ go find a woman” grunts Grog. “Only if you

“Hey Jack, what seems to be the problem?” ”You’re doing an awful lot of coughing.” “I’m not sure, I just can’t seem to stop.” “It...

Don't sleep with livestock. You will catch the strangest things, and make hens jealous.

Bridging difference Walk to the edge and jump off. Shylock bleeding out.

Dark, threatening water swirling far below drifted him back to her twenty-five years before.  Before famine, armistice, bomb dropping, their world was tense but not like now.  Now, no one trusts neighbours, friends or nation.    She was breathtaking.  He would stand and stare, trying to stop his lower jaw from flopping open.  But the mind, the steel trap, now that was the big attractor.  Without that her face was mere dressing.   Had she forgotten their pledge, lost love-inte

It was an old Stonebridge with arches and thick sides. It must’ve been 400 years old. It was ancient. She was told to come to the bridge...

I form into bridge. Today has been a big week. Now for child's pose. David Today has a been a big week, from the downward dog, to forming...