
I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter
It’s a quiet night in Iowa when the phone rings… Continue reading I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter
It’s a quiet night in Iowa when the phone rings… Continue reading I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter
You’re driving in rush hour traffic when the inevitable strikes Continue reading The Magic of Rush Hour
Jasper scanned the restaurant looking for an explanation. His cool, icy-blue eyes carried an oil and water mix of are you fucking kidding me? And is this real? Each reaction fighting for control. Continue reading Letters From Jasper
Omar Watson sat on the side of the highway contemplating the awesome power of a middle finger. Continue reading The Middle Finger