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Weekly Contest #299
Not so long ago (in old guy language that ranges from last week to ten years ago) I wandered to the Humane Society rugby field to watch the State Games Rugby Sevens matches. Notice I said watch. I wore sandals, a tee shirt, ordinary shorts. Okay the shorts were quasi-rugbyish being constructed of durable twill fabric. But I was not togged out for a game. I was going to watch.As a bit of background, I started playing rugby in college and just never quit. I had an instant liking for the game because it was as free-wheeling as basketball, my f...
Weekly Contest #275
“Could any more rocks be jammed up my ass?” Don Loess bellowed. Don followed his Tourette’s Syndrome-like verbal explosion with a frantic rock-kicking dance that had his short, chubby, 53-year old body heaving like an accordion. Everyone nearby ducked for cover. It was 3:30 a.m. in a quiet camp of sleeping EarthQuest volunteers outside of Winslow, Arizona. This was Don’s first night on the expedition, twelve more to go. “Couldn’t anyone have seen fit to provide us with air mattresses or cots so we wouldn’t be sleeping on boulders?” Don ...
Weekly Contest #274
No one liked Einer Clark. No one. He was the kind of guy who pushed little kids down, cheated at cards, shot stray dogs that wandered onto his land, raised livestock in barely humane conditions, and abused every square inch of land. Everything had to produce or it was gone. Rusty equipment littered his property, lying where it last ran. Time and cheapness had enabled him to accrue lots of money. Funny how money can make a jerk seem more likable. Didn’t matter now. He was dead and I apparently was the last person to see him alive....
Weekly Contest #272
My head is pounding. I wipe the sleep out of my eyes and see instantly that I am in the driver’s seat of my Subaru SUV. I look around and I have no idea where I am parked or how I got here. It appears I have parked in a dark old barn. Weird. While I live in a rural area, I don’t live on or near a farm with a barn. I get out and bend down to touch my toes and just stretch out in general. I am 6’4’ and athletic or reminiscent of athletic. At 50, one does experience some decline as well as acquire some aches and pains. W...
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