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Santa Drives A Red Cadillac
---discussion of drugs and sex, cursing--- The short, fat man in the red velvet suit with white fur trim put the marijuana cigarette up to his huge white beard. “How much longer until we are done with this Christmas shit?”The snow falling behind the large neon signs for the shopping mall reflected reds, blues, greens and purples, showering the three people standing in the alley with sparkling confetti of colored lights. The ripe, sweet smell of restaurant trash from the dumpster next to them in the alley mingled with the smell of the burning weed. Two scantily dressed women stomped their red...
Hug in the Hallway
With nervous excitement, John had taken his seat and according to his ticket assignment. He purposefully reserved a window seat to occupy his mind on the journey. He gazed out of the window, as the remaining passengers boarded, and the crew performed their pre-departure routines.It had been many years since he had travelled, and he thought back to the days when his parents – now deceased – had taken him on vacations. They never drove more than a few hours from their home, but Johwww.onedoor.ccn had great memories of the places they had taken him. He had travelled by plane a handful of times during his caree...
A bottle, a drive, and a confession
Here I am, alone, talking into this tape recorder driving these Gulf roads in New Hampshire at an hour when most people are fast asleep, the roadways are devoid of any innocent causalities that I may encounter on my mission. What mission are you on? You might be wondering. Oh, I don’t know if we’ve gotten comfortable enough for me to pulge that just yet. Ride with me for a little bit and let’s see if we get there. A few more pulls off this bottle and I’m sure I’ll spill my guts no matter what. Shit, I just spilled some off my mouth and down my shirt. Looking down I wipe what I can in a slow m...
Play Out The Play
“I quit!” No. Not strong enough. “I QUIT and all of you can go to hell!” No. Too passionate. “Tybalt is dead and Romeo banished and… I QUIT!” Yes. That’s it. Dramatic yet tasteful.“Ten minutes til places! Ten minutes til places! Have a wonderful second act everyone!” The assistant stage manager’s voice sharply crackles through the intercom. Outside the dressing room I hear a unanimous “thank you 10!” from the cast and crew. I don’t bother joining them because I finally have privacy, which is hard to come by when you’re sharing a dressing room with six other women. I watch my gestures as I rehe...