DIAMOND HANDS_Kill or Be Killed_Grandpa's Gun_Vengeance is Mine
Catalog Guide:
DIAMOND HANDS
The old man wants to 'buy the dip' again. I admire his commitment to delusion, if nothing else. He still loves to bring out the charts, even though that last 'all time high' looks more like the edge of a cliff with each passing year. "Real soon, Tula. I can taste the super bull run." "Uh-huh." "You know I've been holding my bitcoin bags since before you were born?" "Since before my mother was born." "What was she a teen mom or something?" "She had me at twenty." "Yikes." "Yup." "Whew! I don't even know what I'll do when bitcoin hits a hundred million bob. I'll get off this freaking chair and f...
Kill or Be Killed
I graduated from college with a commission in the US Army, a Second Lieutenant, a single gold bar and the contempt of most enlisted men. No one liked Second Lieutenants, but time would fix that when you eventually became a First Lieutenant. Another thing that would fix it was Ranger School and Jump School, Airborne. I did both. Why? I don’t think I will ever understand. I was in Army Intelligence, counter-intelligence and had no need to go to Ranger School. Still, I wrote an impassioned letter to a three star general asking him to intervene and recommend me for Ranger School. After that, gett...
Grandpa's Gun
I think the very worst part about it was His judgmental stare. Nothing had even been confessed yet, mentally or verbally, but I could feel the statue of Jesus on me. His permanently bloodied hands and aching face were stuck looking down on me with pure contempt. Desperate pleading. Several minutes had passed me and my mind was still focused primarily on the man above me. He wasn’t going to look away first, I guess. All of this stemmed from a strange type of guilt. My parents were strong and avowed atheists. For all the life that I can remember, they’ve fed me a steady diet of science and skept...
Vengeance is Mine
The sun beat down upon the scorched earth, earth that it had already scorched many times before this day. But the sun was bored and didn’t know what else to do with itself.www.onedoor.cc That was the only explanation for its relentless scorching of the same patch of earth, and it didn’t look like it was going to give it up any time soon. The heat danced a taunting dance that took the moisture from a man’s mouth. The heat didn’t have the same effect on a woman’s mouth, but women weren’t about to reveal their secrets when it came to their avoidance of a parched and barren mouthspace.It was hot. Too hot. That ...