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Dead Weight (Part 2)

Part 1 here - https://storiesfromonhigh.blogspot.com/2022/08/dead-weight-part-1.html Jack wasn’t particularly fond of his job, but he was very fond of having a job. “Keep it moving, you slackers!” Philp yelled as they worked their way through the garbage that was heaped at the back of the alley. “This filth aint moving itself!” Under his breath Jack muttered, “I don’t know, Phill. Some of this crap is practically alive.” He saw the guy next to him, Sean, smile and wondered again if his tendency to think out loud, no matter how quiet, would get him in trouble some day. He didn’t feel any better when Sean muttered back in his soft Irish accent. “Some of the foremen don’t take kindly to talk’n. Think you are talking back, even if you arn’t.” He scooped up some of the junk with his feed shovel. “Best keep your thoughts to yourself.” He turned and threw it on the pile in the back before bending to his task again. Jack just nodded and hauled off a busted arm chair that looked like ...
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Dead Weight (part 1)

[This is a writing project that I've had has an idea for a while. I'm finally getting it down in bits and pieces. It will unlikely be a full story, but rather a collection of scenes and vignettes involving a central group of characters. The working title is "Dead Weight". Let me know your thoughts about it. Note - I know my grammar and spelling are bad. I'd love to hear about what you think of the characters, plot, and story elements. Enjoy!]   Calvin hated it when he lost himself. He stared at the space where he had stashed his crate near the other detritus of the alleyway for a few seconds before slowly closing his eyes. A couple of pigeons watching him took off as he started cursing. He jumped down the stairs and headed to the now bare spot where there had been a bunch of junk and a small, dense crate that belonged to him. He hadn’t heard of any city clean up efforts, but it appears that junkmen had come and collected the, well, junk.      He could see the trac...
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By Insistent Demand - World War Wasp

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{Preface - This is a series of posts from the book of faces that I wrote back in 2013 after a sprinkler project boiled over into interspecies hostilities. Every time I post a funny story on the said книга мордочек [ka-`knee-ga `more-da-chek] (book of {unflattering Russian slang for faces}) Angel's grandmother remarks that I should post this. So here it is. At the top are the original posts - copied and pasted with some grammatical edits. You can also find a summery of the initial experience on my blog Grandfather's Wish, along with a reminisces of various stings I've had here - https://grandfatherswish.blogspot.com/2013/09/remembering-sting.html , You can also check out the research I did on bee, wasp, and other venoms on my Musings of a Mixed Mind blog as a result of this encounter here - https://musingsofamixedmind.blogspot.com/2013/10/this-is-going-to-hurt-lot.html . Anyway, on to the show.} September 28 / 2013 I had just finished some sprinkler work this afternoon and w...
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Between Almo and Oakley

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 What do you call a rock the size of a house? "Rock" and "stone" hardly seem fitting for such a massive feature. "Monolith" sounds good but is too solitary a word. It also lacks the girth needed to properly convey the magnitude of the natural object before you. "Cliff" sounds promising but draws images of mountain ridges or canyon walls whereas what is before you is a standalone geological event, absent of the dirt or inclined ground in which to be incorporated. Likewise, while "butte" calls forth images of lonely sentinels of the desert or forest, it is too large and too solitary to be accurate. Perhaps attempting to label the individual silicate structures in futile. It is not just that you are craning your neck looking up at an object eh size of an apartment block or gothic church made of large grained granite, but that there are dozens of these behemoths all around you, hemming you in. A single such object would be a curiosity, but ...
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