The Zeitgeist of Big Pharma_Come and Get Your Love_Shh Don't Tell Anyone_World's Best Mom
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The Zeitgeist of Big Pharma
Lollie was terrified of men starting with the OB/GYN who delivered her. Calathea was co-dependent, always needing a friend to do just about anything, even going to the bathroom. Butters, nicknamed after the South Park character, had just escaped an abusive relationship. Beau was on the autism spectrum and had ADHD. Evie had a brain tumor that caused her to have seizures. Estelle was terminally ill with a rare form of cancer. Tony was so overweight that he couldn't even get gastric bypass surgery until he lost a hundred pounds. Helen, also known as Queenie, only had one eye and six digits on he...
Come and Get Your Love
Arvin Wurlie watches with idle curiosity as the man brooding at the end of the bar downs his third scotch in as many minutes.Arvin knows he’s a fellow warrior because Grumman’s Tavern only attracts servicemen. Grabbing his beer, the sturdy sixty-six-year-old navy veteran decides he has to know wwww.onedoor.cchat destroyed the man.“You’re really accomplished at being a sponge, friend. Don’t you ever ease up?”The dark-haired, thirty-ish man looks up at him. The black circles under his puffy eyes and his dark stubble make him look utterly defeated.“I’ll sober up when the navy gives me another command.”“They s...
Shh Don't Tell Anyone
Dear Reader, I have a secret to tell everyone. It could seem as though I am crazy, but I will give examples of my findings. I would also appreciate it if you tell no one about my findings because then I will be forced into an insane asylum. I will commence my telling. A few years ago I was given a camera, and not long after that camera’s digital imprint was copied into all cell phones. They said it was to drastically improve photo resolution. Little did they know that I had insider information on how that was possible. These scientists developed a technique where once you take a picture…oh! S...
World's Best Mom
The pride lit her sleepy face as she grabbed something from beneath her bed and placed it in my hands. “Happy Mother’s Day!” I removed the gift from the coloring pages she had wrapped it in. Just a plain white mug the day before, now read World’s Best Mom.“Do you like it? I borrowed a sharpie, is that ok? “I smiled and snuggled her onto my lap. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the gift, it’s just that this day always brings too many emotions. The award should feel like sweet reassurance but instead felt like a condemning whisper. You fraud. After all, you can’t be the World’s Best Mom, if you’re n...