 
Perseus 3: Of Waffles and Betrayal
The waffles were, pardon the phrase, fit for a god.
Crisp outer shell, soft, warm, and steamy inside. Toasted to perfection, with a drizzle of honey. I lost count of them as I carboloaded in a semiconscious state of supreme happiness.
Eventually, I pushed away from the roughhewn table, gestured with both hands enough. My host, Ione, looked sadly at the plate of fresh waffles steaming on the platter she bore. Ione had been a good sport, manning the massive Olympian sized waffle iron as if it were the only working bilge pump on a sinking ship. I noted she'd not even broken a sweat, every Perseus 3: Of Waffles and Betrayalin Perseus, Science Fiction and Fantasy
Entering the Freeway in Mom's Minivan
At the bottom of the ramp we met an endless sea of red tail-lights. We nodded to each other. Began flipping switches.
"Deploying rail gun, capacitor charging." Click, thump, whirrrr.
"HRM25 rockets armed, thermal signature set for Camry," she sing-songed back.
"Chain gun ready, armor-piercing selected."
"Main cannon targeted, HEAT round loaded."
"Cannon means jacks," I reminded her, setting them off. Multiple hydraulic whines and thuds rocked the van briefly, raising it an inch or so and gyroscopically leveling it. She clapped her hands with joy.
"Ready here," I said. "Do the honors?"
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Perseus 1: Luck of the Draw
"Aren't you dead yet?"
He seemed obviously surprised, as if today was supposed to be the day he'd turn the final corner and find me expired, at last. I grinned up at him, wishing I had the energy to laugh.
"That's the problem with you immortals," he raised my stolen sword with an annoyed shake of his head. "You guys take forever to die."
Then the miraculous happened: he tripped. Stumbled, did a comical dance before gravity won its little game and pulled him down, down. He landed across my legs, armor clattering, a sigh of expelled air as he winded himself.
I waited for him to move, to gather his Perseus 1: Luck of the Drawin Perseus, Random Stuff, Science Fiction and Fantasy
How I Became a Vegetarian
I was dreaming again.
The place was as I remembered it, though I had forgotten I'd been here before. A vast, empty plain of tall grass, night sky, cool breezes whispering through the grass in waves. I inhaled deeply: it smelled clean, pure, bracing. If wonder had a smell it would be this. I could get drunk on such air.
As before, in previous versions of this dream, I trudged across the grassy plain. Hours? Days? Years? I could not tell – but I never slept, I never grew thirsty or tired. But neither was I bored, for time itself seemed diff How I Became a Vegetarianin Horror
Between Manly Men
I was lifting weights with my penis, my manly enormous penis. Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one-hundred reps completed. With a clatter I released the 50 pound weights and felt the burn.
The ladies saw me as I turned, sweat glistening on my monster python-piledriver, pecs, abs, thighs, calves, and large manly hands. With a pulse of rippling crotch muscles I waved at them. Two fainted dead away, the other three rushed me in a pack, barking and salivating as they always do.
With a twist of my well-formed manly hips, I deftly dodged their ravenous assault, grabbed a towel from the pile and mopped myself, Between Manly Menin Funny
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