Discussion in 'Arts and Literature' started by wadin' boot, Nov 14, 2008.
I always have an eyeout for shrooms when crossing fields in late fall.
Thanks for this little gem, you hack :thumb:
"...speeds that seemed improbable for this mechanical crap shoot:"
"I handed him his bowl of sprouts, steaming, fetid. Like turds from a lettuce munching sea-turtle."
Precious lines Boot. Made my morning.
Boot, you are truly masterful in your ability to conjur images in my otherwise deprived, TV addicted, computer image intensified, woefully decadent brain! A very welcome breath of….uhm, well, fresh air and imaging!! Thanks again…..:thumb:
Fun stuff Boot, thanks for the great read.
classic boot. great stuff.
There Boot, fixed that paragraph for ya.................
Nice job bro.........................
Mingo when you gonna get your wife that shirt?
Thanks Boot made my morning. It is about time please don't leave us hanging so long next time. Great work!
Another excellent read. Thanks Boot.
Great read Boot!
You must think in a series of impossibly abstract images. Impressive story boot!
You know, I haven't ever read one of your stories. I appreciate writing of all kinds, but I have this damned pesky attention span issue.
I did it, and damn, I'm happy I did. That was a truly well written short story. I usually know I dig writing, movie, music when I can't explain why; I'm no good with words. That just happened.
That one was out there, Boot! I need one of those shirts. Mine should have a bear on it, so I can hibernate all winter and dream of hot fly girls. Maybe that gypsy in that weirdly painted van down by the river has got some for sale...
Even a lecture on American History can be interesting with enough orange sunshine. I remember back in high school I had a history teacher that would wave his arms about while lecturing. I can still see the tracers flying across the room. Gawd, I must have looked strange to the teacher also. Sitting in the front row wide eyed and mumbling whoooooooo everytime he waved his arms around.