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November 23, 2013

Joey and Zac looked at Jamie’s sleeping form.  Hair mussed, glasses askew they felt this was how parents felt looking at their children.  Sure he was a little monster, and got into his share of trouble terrorizing the neighborhood, but when he was tuckered out, his fac...

November 22, 2013

I live life, one muddle at a time.

When you’ve lived my life, seen what I’ve seen, that’s all you can hope for yourself.

Oh sure, making Mojitos seems like a no-brainer.  I admit, I used to think so myself.  There was a time where all I heard was the roar of the crowd....

November 21, 2013

Most normal families pick an ordinary weekday, around 7:30pm, and they dust off one of the old Parker Bros. games, and they play together as a way of solidifying their deep bond as a unit.

Well, the Black Flower family had been called many things, by many people (law en...

November 20, 2013

It was an ordinary Mojito Monday, and Chris was feeling better than he had in a long time.  December was already under way and soon, they would bid adieu to 2013.  It made Chris hopeful for the future.  Hell, he considered adding to his offerings in 2014.  Visions of m...

November 19, 2013

Chris tended the bar distractedly.  It was once again Mojito Monday, and a week since his world was rocked to its core by an unexpected visitor to the bar.  Though he never saw his face, Chris had reason to believe it was someone that he hadn’t laid eyes on since Tucso...

November 18, 2013

Chris sat at the bar, alone, idly stirring his bowl of Cocoa Puffs, watching his milk blend with the swirls of chocolate.  There was something oddly calming about Cocoa Puffs.  In fact, it was the only luxury from his past he had allowed himself.  When he embarked on t...

November 17, 2013

“This is not an easy story to tell… but it’s mine to tell.”

Chris looked around the room at the curious faces staring back at him.  He had meant to do this after his birthday, but, birthdays being what they are, he ended up inebriated and shirtless instead.  He fought t...

November 16, 2013

Twas the night before Christmas for the boys in the bar,

Peace St. was so quiet, and in the parking lot… two cars.

The boys looked in shock at the note that was left,

In their hearts there was anger, and their souls were bereft.

As for Mad Muddles Bannon, he thought he mig...

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