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Sailor Jim; Storyteller
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Um ... well, if the name Sailor Jim isn't a good enough clue, then no description I can write will help in the least. Sorry.
- Added on: Jul 13th, 2007
- Country: United States
- Language: English
- Author: Jim Johnston
- Listed in: Humor Society
- Tags: fiction Rant General odd thought whining like a little puppy old memories ... might be true
Recent Posts
From the journal of Dr. Albert Eugene Socks, Chemist (Part 10)
I permitted playtime to continue while I left the playpen to seek adult input. Daniel was sitting at his desk, going over the training schedule with Wanda via computer, so I asked a monitoring tech to alert me as soon as the subjects started gettin...
From the journal of Dr. Albert Eugene Socks, Chemist (part 9)
Tom snorted and rolled over as I raised my handset to my lips and gave the order to start waking the sleepers. I walked back into the common room, closing Tom’s bedroom door behind me. If everything worked according to specs, they’d be ...
Okay, enough with the cold already!
Y’know, this is the first house I’ve ever lived in with a basement. No, really; none of the other houses I’ve lived in or owned have had basements. To to good side, I find that putting my writing room in one of the lavishly fini...
From the journal of Dr. William Delacourt Aster, Chemist (part 8)
I entered the subjects living/dining area and took in the unbroken line of green lights above each door. Nobody awake, nobody active, nobody even having a bad dream. I opened Tom’s door and looked inside. I hadn’t expected the few sid...
Time is Entropy is Death
Interesting dreams and realizations last night. There is no past. It’s an illusion that we convinced ourselves to believe since humanity has such a terror of death. Each second that passes, actually passes away. There is no going back bec...
By the way …
The adapted version of the coffee cake was a big hit at Dian’s office party. I wanted a version that would pop on the taste buds and, boy howdy, did it ever. Oddly enough, while I was making the cake that I sent in with Dian, I hit a strange ...
