Skid out. Conversation with a cop. At home with Sylvie. Lightning balls over the Sound. A hard rain falling, still blocks from Val’s Club, through the red light at the Seneca exit coming off the freeway, spin out of control and slide into a flooded work zone, taking out an orange CAUTION sign, and the […]
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Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 6
The gods. Love and jealousy. Specialists. Qualia. Drugs. The Archangel Michael. The gods are unable to love unconditionally. They each have a job to do. They are specialists. They’re always asking for something, wanting to cut a deal, cover a risk. Conditional love begets jealousy, a kind of anti-love. Having bestowed on humans the gift […]
Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 5
Wally mollified. Gas for the hog. Vetteboy unbolted. I managed to mollify Wally and his team by announcing I was bringing in Ray to work the computer hacking case. Now north on a wet Elliott toward Pier 91, where I’ve a small package to drop off before meeting with a damsel at risk in a […]
Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 4
Mistake of the gods. Changing size. Sylvie Storm. Neutrinos. But I digress more maybe than necessary. Sylvie was calling. I was still dismounting my Vespa, emptying saddle bags, when my cell phone buzzed and lit up and I could hear the call was from Sylvie, my unfaithful half goddess psychotherapist and part time partner, probably […]
Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 3
Chased by Corvette. Vespa. Candy apple red. Not Bulldog Drummond. A real nice fellow turns out driving the candy apple red Corvette, vanity licensed MYID. Catches up with me, powers up and flips me the bird as I try to negotiate the Harley kickstand. Vetteman angry with me for some reason. Cut him off. Where? […]
Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 2
Late for a meeting. “extreme and unusual risk.” “hacked and…gobsmacked” I was late for my meeting with Walter. I had some explaining to do, but I wasn’t in the mood for working together as a team in the spirit of cooperation toward common goals for the mutual benefit of all. Nor did I feel like […]
Ball Lightning: A Serial Novel – 1
Ball Lightning is a Novel in Progress in Serial Format at The Coming of the Toads Riding Harley in the rain in Seattle. Ball lightning. The gods. I throttled my green gnarly Harley across I-90 from Bellevue, wind chopped waves blowing over the wall on the south side of the bridge, the water as smooth […]
Baseball, the Canned Crowd, and the F Word
At first, I couldn’t find the Dodgers on TV last night, the second game in a series with the Giants in Los Angeles beginning the 2020 shortened season; apparently wasn’t available on the MLB channel in Portland. The Mariners were on the local Root Sports channel, and I was glad to hear the same folks […]
The Dream of Baseball
“And the phantom crowd’s horrific boo dispersed the gargoyles from Notre Dame.” “Dream of a Baseball Star,” Gregory Corso, from The Happy Birthday of Death, 1960 Yesterday, July 23, was opening day of the pandemic delayed Major League Baseball season. That’s about four months later than normal. The abnormal, short 60 game season is underway. […]
What Shall We Do With a Drunken Surfer
She bops down to the beach to dance in the sand by the water the seaweed brittle and he trips aback and nearly falls like the drunken sailor in the shanty “Ho! No! Thar she blows!” She desires to dance politely he wants to throw the bottle into the waves they bouncing round two junks […]
Still Life
If Dad was usually on bad terms with cars, Mom had little to do with them. She never drove, never learned to drive a car, was never licensed, never carried any kind of personal identification – more remarkable since we lived in a suburban Los Angeles area, one of the beach cities, but west of […]
