Friday, June 15, 2012


The bathroom doors were labeled Stallion and Mare.  Of course. I locked the stall door, ignored the state of the toilet, and counted the cash Nate had won. If we were lucky, we’d leave the hick bar before anyone attacked Nate.

I try not to brawl, partly because I’m so big, but mostly because I like it too much. Even as a kid, I was never left unsupervised on the playground. Then again, I was never really a kid, but the doctors liked to pretend. Helped them sleep better.

They all sleep fine, now. It was my parting gift.



  1. Oh well done! Especially the toilet doors. The whole concept is impressive, I have to say ...

  2. Thanks! I wasn't sure if it was good enough to pop up on the Prediction, but it has grown on me.