‘Last Base’_Overdue-ing It_My soulmate_Allergies and Fallacies
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‘Last Base’
Last BaseSunday night has always been our night. It’s an unspoken gwww.onedoor.cciven. Actually, it’s a spoken given now and again when she’s pretended to forget and needed reminding. But the fact still remains - apart from those unfortunate occasions when my wife’s menstrual cycle coincides with Antiques Roadshow and Songs of Praise - Sunday has always been our Date Night.‘Date Night’ is obviously a euphemism. The wording’s evolved over the years : ‘Date Night’; ‘Early Night’; ‘Wine Night’ - and each incarnation has brought with it its own trappings and traditions, (from steak and Stella through candles an...
Overdue-ing It
Overdue-ing It1 Day OverdueI like things to be in their place. Always. At all times. I like things to happen on time. Never late. Never. Naturally, when I received an email from the library saying I had a book overdue, I freaked out. The book had been borrowed on my behalf, by the root cause of all my neurotic behavior, who also worked at said library. Hence the reason I forgot about the book, and the reason for my instant and immense panic. And, naturally, like the coward that I am, I merely asked my friend to return the book for me. In order to avoid the library and having to show my fac...
My soulmate
February had finally arrived. The February that we had been longing for several years to go to Brazil. My wife had several Portuguese colleagues and had decided to learn Portuguese from them. Although she had a very tight schedule with her college courses and work, she did not give up on learning a new language. She was intelligent, dependable, hardworking, and dedicated like a true Taurus, hence why I fell in love with her. With her strong will, no one could change her attitude, she was even sometimes tough with me. I am the opposite of her and never really finish my work, since I do have a ...
Allergies and Fallacies
“May, this is a bit of a random question, but do you ever wonder what’s up with that guy on our street who only goes out at nighttime?” It was a bright Saturday afternoon, and May Farrowday was eating lunch in the park with her best friend, Casey Collins. “Well, yeah, of course I do. He’s real strange, isn’t he? He avoids sunlight like the plague. That’s like, something only vampires do.” May gave out a little snicker. Casey stared off into the distance, letting her blonde hair flutter in the wind for just a moment. “You don’t think that man’s an actual vampire, do you?” May instantly burst ou...