on 2010/3/2 23:59:39 (7 reads)
The topic for March thru April 2010 is Mystic visions
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on 2010/2/15 16:59:34 (50 reads)
Art and poetry are not the first things that come to mind when you think of fighter pilots. And it's true you won't find many fighter pilots given to producing them. The image of fighter pilots as jocks, steeped in patriotic pride and locked into a military mindset, is a hard one to shake. But the art and poetry are still there, hidden in the soul rather than openly on the sleeve.
Article ID : 88
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on 2009/12/17 3:33:12 (105 reads)
It wasn’t a party, whatever the office wide e-mail said. For one thing, parties were voluntary. People counted down the day until the big event, and then cut out of work early beforehand to buy a good bottle of booze or bake a dessert. When they were getting ready, showering and brushing their teeth, they’d try to remember that really funny joke they’d heard a week ago, then practice it twice in front of the mirror. And they’d try to come up with a way to make their job sound exciting, if they couldn’t avoid bringing it up completely. If it were a party Harry would not have been trying to think of an excuse not to go right up until ten minutes before he got into his car.
Article ID : 74
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on 2009/10/27 13:14:28 (148 reads)
The 13th Annual Halloween Party and Costume Event. Everyones just dyin' to get in! Covered Dish-Pot Luck" dinner! Door prizes and awards for best costumes! Judging will be at 12 midnight! Tickets $13.00 at the door. This was the start of an idea to have a group write a story in a common world. Then we added a few central characters that everyone could use -- Mr. Perkins the school Principal. Chief Cody the Chief of Police etc. Ground rules is you can't kill or hurt them. They must be available to wander into somebody else's story. A few key locations: ticket booth, buffet table, kitchen, bathroom, dance hall, DJ, and you can't trash or alter these locations.
Article ID : 65
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on 2009/10/6 14:29:01 (114 reads)
"You have to slur your words more!" Grendel shouted at me. "Fhuuuud nowwwwwwww! Fhuuuuuuuuuuddd nnnnnnnnnnnoooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"
Article ID : 63
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on 2009/8/17 15:17:41 (202 reads)
Putting a laser pistol to Hobson's head hadn't worked. Threatening to blow him out of an airlock hadn't worked. Putting Hobson in an airlock hadn't worked.
Article ID : 56
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on 2009/6/9 12:19:49 (199 reads)
Wax shimmered as it reflected the overhead light causing it to gleam back into Balkur's eyes. He smiled at himself and took a step back to check his appearance in the dresser mirror. His dark gray suit perfectly pressed without a wrinkle fitted his muscular body well, the black shoes shined with each step, and his ten inch, dark red horns shone with a brilliance that outshined everything else. The last coat of wax had finished off the affect and Balkur felt ready to leave for his first day on the new job. It was the perfect job for him. He would have an office shared with one other person, it was in the field of his degree and in something he loved to do and close to home so the commute wouldn't be bad. The employer only hinted at there being one major drawback but he wouldn't elaborate.
Article ID : 44
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on 2009/4/15 8:49:27 (253 reads)
Mrs. Wilson, an unhappy librarian, was frustrated with the unending collection of people her desk.
Article ID : 37
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on 2009/2/17 1:45:41 (225 reads)
The Oval Office was filled with annoyed Democrats. Tom Daschle threw a stack of papers down on the desk and shook his finger at the man sitting there.
Article ID : 29
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on 2008/12/8 17:02:50 (317 reads)
In that magic time between night and morning, between Christmas night and Christmas morning, the toys and ornaments came to life.
Article ID : 17
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on 2009/10/14 14:02:53 (164 reads)
Belinda liked to watch the Harry Potter movies in order; just so she could see the kids grow up before her eyes. It also made her feel a little less like a dirty old lady for lusting after the lead when he took off his clothes for that play about blinding the horses.
Article ID : 64
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on 2009/9/13 19:05:19 (142 reads)
Did you ever have one of those days when everything was perfect? You know what I mean. The sun wraps it's warmth around you like a blanket. The breeze is just strong enough to flow around you like soft water and smells like it had just rained. A day made for walking around in the park and listening to all the sounds, then lay back on the soft grass and close your eyes and feel the life around you move. Yep, that's just how my day started. It would have continued like that all day except for one little roadblock, the sound of the horn.
Article ID : 59
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on 2009/9/5 11:38:19 (185 reads)
Summer school was a drag. Home Economics was the worst; cooking slop for a grade, but at least it wasn�t boring.
Article ID : 58
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