Thanks!

Thanks to everyone who downloaded "The Kingdom of Keys" last week.

I appreciate the support! I hope you enjoy it and will write a review!

And if you're able to keep a secret, even though it hasn't been officially released to the world,
"The Little Red Christmas Ball" is unofficially available on Amazon, right now...shhhhhhhh....

Zombie-tober

The sun came out, if only for a bit, yesterday morning, and lo and behold, there stood October.

October in all it’s sunny, colorful fall glory.

Until it clouded up again.

Go figure....

And then there was a knock at the door, which was odd, especially for a Monday morning.

Even odder, when I went to see who it was, I was surprised to find two of the Zombies Across the Street...mostly because Zombies rarely knock; they usually just barge in and start rifling through the fridge.

Uncomfortable, right?

Tell me about it.

Free Keys!

If you're like me, the word "FREE" is something bright and shiny that can't be easily dismissed. 

Kind of like you're old Aunt Hilda who favors those odd sequin dresses....

So from now until October 4th, the Kingdom of Keys is FREE-FREE-FREE to download on Amazon...

FREE, which means you have nothing to lose, except maybe that image of old Aunt Hilda in that odd sequin dress I just put in your head.

And did I mention that it's FREE...FREE until October 4th.

You're welcome....


Click Here to order!

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Fall is Fine

We turned the corner on summer, sometime last week, and fall fell...again, sometime last week.

I’m not exactly sure when...I was still at the beach.

So I didn’t notice.

But it’s fall now, that’s for sure.

A chill is in the air, and all that cra...uh, stuff.

Pumpkins and scarecrows abound.

And that’s all fine.

Fall is fine...I’m fine....you’re fine...we’re all fine.

Fine, fine, fine....

Besides, I was getting a little tired of all that sand between my toes.

Barreling into Boston

I was missing again last week...you know, in case you were looking.

If you were looking and you found me, let me know where I was because sometimes life gets confusing.

Like when you go to grab the only decent black belt you own that actually buckles around your seemingly ever expanding waist, and you can’t seem to find it—the belt, not your waist—because it too is missing.

Which is a problem because you’re packing basically the only pair of big boy pants you own in order to attend your nephew’s wedding up in Boston and you’ll look kind of silly if you tie a length of clothes line around your middle....again.

Not that the only pair of big boy pants you own would fall down or anything. No...not when you have to shoe horn yourself into them, while holding your breath and sucking in your stomach.

So there’s that kind of confusing.

School of Sarcasm

Some people say I’m sarcastic.

Right?

Hard to believe....

Right?

Especially since I don’t have a sarcastic bone in my body.

But I can’t speak for the soft, mushy parts.

Those I have no control over.

I don’t know.

Even if...so what?

See, I said, “even if...” and left it to you to finish the rest, because that’s the new cool way of speaking...sarcastic or not.

Just start a sentence and....

Because cool people don’t have time to use complete sentences, any more.

“Too busy for....”

A Most Conditional Summer

Right now I’m feeling very indebted to the person who invented the Air Conditioner.

I’ve pretty much been living inside of one for the last few weeks.

And I can show you my electric bill to prove it.

But I don’t really care about the money; not really.

I think it’s a small price to pay to circumvent my inner thighs from producing that annoying swooshing sound they make whenever I combine walking and excessive perspiration.

A gift from the gods of Freon...or whatever it is they use these days to freeze my nose hairs.

If you’re under 40 you probably think, what’s the big deal?