Riding Down The Schilthorn On A Piece...
We stood at the edge of a steep incline and stared down into a bank of fog about fifty yards below. To our left stood...
posted on: Mar 28, 2013 | author: Bob
A Restless Night Of Scratching
With spring and allergy season upon us, who isn’t familiar with waking in the morning after a restless night of...
posted on: May 24, 2012 | author: Bob
Driving Charlie
All Charlie wanted was to drive. He loved the wheel in his hands, the grip of the road beneath. He loved being...
posted on: Apr 30, 2012 | author: Bob
The Day Of The Roach
Mike once owned two Madagascan hissing cockroaches. I couldn’t see the attraction. You didn’t exactly want to pet...
posted on: Apr 29, 2012 | author: Bob
Off Again, Off Again
Sex was off the table before we even got to the hotel. She was too tired, too distracted. Long day. No way would it...
posted on: Nov 15, 2011 | author: Bob
Here For The Present
For years my concept of marriage was a man in a suit on his knee somewhere. I had no idea how he came to be in that...
posted on: Oct 26, 2011 | author: Bob