Do You Like Me

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Do you like me?Check one.Yes or No -Kyle Mrs. Chelby was talking in a way that carried weight and importance. The water cycle was a heavy subject full of subtle intricacies, and measurable realities. Kyle had been interested at first listening to the dance of liquid to vapor and back to liquid when his attention had been all but vaporized by a brightness out of the corner of his eye. The sun had sent a …

That is My Clock Work Demon!

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Lord Burgahmont! I need to have words with you my gilded lamplighter has gone missing and it seems the one you wield right now is a striking doppelganger. Oh Lord Pelshfuit, it is indeed your gilded lamplighter as I absconded with it one fortnight ago as payment for my bejangled pony saddle you borrowed but never returned to me. How dare you Lord Burgahmont! I removed from your possession that magnificent bejangled pony saddle as …

The Extremely Offensive Dog

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Research Log 1Dr. Wit: This is research log 1 for Chemical Social Enhancement (CSE). We will be attempting to improve social behaviors among a pack of dogs, through genetic changes to pheromone production. The dogs were chosen because of their sensitive olfactory organs and their tendency to define many aspects of their interaction through smell. I have researcher Chelsea Blee as my lab partner she will be helping me run and maintain the experiments. Chelsea: …

Southern Fried Monster

A green snake

Why are you alive? The words came greasy from his lips. They slid through the air like southern fried snakes. Mocking me and sucking at me to beg. Why am I alive? Was it to be here today with a gun to my head? Was it to be here on my knees wondering about the meaning of life and how it might feel the few seconds it takes for a piece of metal to tear …

What A Coder Smells Like

What a Coder Smells Like

The keyboard clicked and clacked as lines of code were written. Data was stored in variables, conditions were tested, and results were sent to views for human consumption. Input was received from the viewers of data and a new cascade of computational efforts was kicked off. Money was made and scripts were run. They will run again tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. The Coder he codes. He writes and …

Doing Really Hard Things and Failing Constantly or How To Burpee Your Life

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“What is a Burpee” Quentin asked?  Quentin’s Unrequited Angst responded, “Terrible but necessary. Oh, your suffering will be delicious and worth it!” Quentin wiped the accumulating sweat from his brow and took a deep breath. The failer was not spectacular. In fact, no would even know it had happened.  Yet the push off the ground and the climbing back up to his proverbial feet was painful. Then came the next failure. What is a man to …

Cindy’s Wound

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“You can’t do this Terry! We need you here at the house! I need you!” Cindy screamed in desperation. “Cindy, I can not handle this anymore! You say you care about the children yet you just let this persist!” Terry raising his voice to match her own. “I do care about the children! I care about you too but sometimes we just have to soldier on! Things happen and they may never change but you …

The Stones Will Cry Out: Part 5

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Read Part 4 I waited for the door to burst open and the CIA director to come in and offer me some kind of ultimatum. “Come with us or your family will be murdered.” I sat and mused a bit about the change I had brought to the world. I pulled out my laptop and looked over the major news outlets covered in the philosophical rhetoric of what people thought was some kind of unstoppable …

The Stones Will Cry Out: Part 4

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Read Part 3 It was there in the corner of the room standing there in the corner of the room. Even in the darkness, I could make out its shape. A fawn stood in the corner of the sealed server room. There was no way it could be there. There was no way it could have moved through the facility and pass me through the heavy panes of glass without being seen. Yet here it …

The Stones Will Cry Out: Part 3

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This is part of a series read part 2 When A.I. is self-aware and every-where there will be no where worth being. ~ Maybe me maybe you The day we shutdown the A.I. and reported our mistakes and findings was the day I considered moving to the mountains living off the grid. Perhaps the spooks I was working for would fund it. Maybe several years from now they would show up to murder me, like …