There’s no one quite as stupid
as an ignorant man who thinks he’s smart.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Writing My Mind.com
By Russ Allison Loar
Lost In The Desert
I was in Egypt when I was 15, but it took many years for me to realize where I'd been and what I'd really seen.
~ by Russ Allison Loar (far left, on camel)
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# 137:
Perhaps the innate joyful nature of children has something to do with reincarnation. Perhaps it’s a joy that comes from some unspoken, inner realization that one has survived death and come back again.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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~ Russ Allison Loar
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Blackmail
To You Whom It May Concern,
I am in possession of certain facts and sensitive material that have no relevance to you in any way.
Unless you deliver $1 million in unmarked coins to my home within 48 hours, I will be forced to release this irrelevant material to the newspapers, which, in all likelihood, will not publish it.
This is your next-to-last warning!
Ima Moron
54321 Blastoff Avenue,
Zoloft, CA 98765-4321
P.S. Do not give my address to the police.
~ by Russ Allison Loar
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# 214:
Sometimes, a nation, like a person,
must make mistakes in order to learn
and move forward.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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must make mistakes in order to learn
and move forward.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Heh, Heh, Heh
L aura was breathing harder now, her head resting against George’s shoulder as they sat in his pickup truck at the drive-in movie. It was a long movie and she had been up since the crack of dawn. She was asleep.
"Looks like you managed to cut off our only escape route,” Princess Leia tongue-lashed the handsomely handsome Han Solo.
“Maybe you’d like it back in your cell, your highness!” Han rhetoricated mockingly.
“Aaugh!” Laura screamed, awakening to the sound of laser fire pontooning from the small metal speaker box hooked on the passenger side window.
“Laura, what’s wrong?”
“Oh George, I just had the most frightening dream of my life. I dreamed you were president and I was First Lady and a band of bearded evildoers blew up New York City!”
“Heh, heh, heh,” George spontaneously chuckled, draining his fourth Budweiser. “Heh, heh, heh. That’ll be the day.”
~ Story & photo morph by Russ Allison Loar
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