Category Archives: HUMOR

THE CASE OF THE PURLOINED PICKLE

Posted on September 5, 2019 by

Alice Wetherby-Pimms had a peculiar penchant for pickles. Be they sweet, sour, or dill, the child was mad about brined cucumbers. Chips, chunks, cubes, finely chopped relishes, halves, slices, spears, sticks and whole, no matter their shape, Alice craved them … Continue reading →

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MINDING MY Ps AND Qs – A Punctilious Quest

Posted on July 31, 2019 by

Once upon a dreary Sunday many Mays ago, it was unclear whether Alice Wetherby-Pimms had quaffed the dregs of a liter of PLYMOUTH and nodded off under the Steinway or if the ten-year-old had passed out cold in the wake … Continue reading →

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SECRETS, LIES, and SFOGLIADELL’

Posted on July 4, 2019 by

They say the day Aunt Frankie married Uncle Sally was a day that would live in infamy. I’d learned Franklin D. Roosevelt said that when Pearl Harbor was bombed, but no, most of the family, actually, only the uncles, would … Continue reading →

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IN HOT PURSUIT OF THE UNTETHERED MIND

Posted on June 20, 2019 by

Because our minds are not confined to the constraints of our craniums, a ride down the rabbit hole can be endless with its twists and turns, zigs and zags, steep climbs, and plummeting tumbles into a time-sucking abyss. You’re familiar … Continue reading →

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POETIC PONDERING ON: What rhymes with Wisteria?

Posted on May 2, 2019 by

  An abundance of wisteria if found flourishing in Bulgaria might migrate to Bavaria causing

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A MIDWINTER NIGHT’S MADNESS

Posted on February 27, 2019 by

Alice Wetherby Pimms physically felt time pass in the coursing of her blood for as long as she could remember. Every second -tick, tick, tick- was like an invasion of needle-nosed imps nipping at the underside of her plump flesh. Each … Continue reading →

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IF I WERE A ______ LOVE POEM: A Valentine Pondering Of Sorts

Posted on February 14, 2019 by

If I were a simple love poem I’d, first of all, want to rhyme, then, be flawless and impeccable in meter and time, but since life is not perfect, nor is this holiday poem, I’ll continue in free-verse (maybe) to a chorus … Continue reading →

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