At the mortuary. Mortician reads the label tied to the cadaver’s toe. Mortician: Wiltshire. Isn’t that five miles hence? Assistant:…

Historical fiction mostly, but also some multi-genre stories & anecdotes
At the mortuary. Mortician reads the label tied to the cadaver’s toe. Mortician: Wiltshire. Isn’t that five miles hence? Assistant:…
A quick notification before I get back to my regular posts... Revised version of Mechanic Leigh now available on Amazon…
A 100-word flash fiction - I simply hate it when they don’t lubricate my crevices. Without oil, I squeak like…
BROTHER GRINN: When flying high, Brother Grinn, at your feet, the world falls. BROTHER GRINN: Heavy world, Brother Grinn. Boink!…
BROTHER GRINN: What does it say about a man who lies prone and spits at the sky, Brother Grinn? BROTHER…
BROTHER GRINN: Welcome to Radio Grinn. BROTHER GRINN: Reporting from Berlin, we are, this morning. BROTHER GRINN: Ladies and Germs,…
BROTHER GRINN: Welcome to Radio Grinn. BROTHER GRINN: Ladies and Laddies, we’re happy to report the sun did again rise in the east…
A good friend, Ian Grice of Queensland, Australia, sent me this video and I could not resist the captions. ************
A few months ago, I did some work for a small outfit that conducts courses in "value investing". That stint…
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