“Mr. Rutledge,” the concierge called, “I have a package for you.” “Thank you,” Rutledge said, quickly opening the box, “Dropped my device in the toilet last night and had to get them to send me another one.” “I see,” the man behind the desk said as he lifted his left arm to check the time.…

My Cousin Elmo says, “Nancy Pelosi hides the odor of alcohol on her breath with impeachments.”

“Don’t buy those Monsters food,” the store manager yelled, “You’ll only encourage them.” John did it anyway. Monsters or not, he decided, no one should go hungry. Over time, though they looked like nothing he’d ever seen before, he came to understand their stoic ways. This he learned, was why polite society called them ‘Monsters,’…

After the Nevada State Primary Election in June 2020, a Special Session of the State Legislature was called by Democratic Governor Steve Sisolak to change the state’s voting procedures. Assembly Bill 4 (AB4) is a measure modifying election procedures during periods of declared emergency as currently exists due to COVID-19. “It is important to point…

My Cousin Elmo says, “How can I trust the COVID vaccine when I know that Pfizer is in the business of raising the dead? I mean, they still make ‘Viagra,’ don’t they?”

“No, it won’t hurt,” the doctor at the Institute said, “You’ll be given a shot and you won’t feel a thing.” Margaret felt relieved. The pain was always her biggest fear as the time for the procedure approached. On the appointed day, Margaret gathered to stand in line with the others. Each person wore the…

My Cousin Elmo says, “While some people have aged like fine wine, I aged like milk. Sour and chunky.”

Considered exceptional as a youngster, Ellen was the top of her university class. After graduation, she received a letter from the State Medical Institute wishing to examine her. Upon waking, she found she could not see, speak or move and couldn’t understand why. Ellen sensed more than heard the voices urging her not to panic,…

He walked a mile in another man’s shoes. A crooked politician. He left them for someone else to wear. Now, no matter how much he scrubs them, his feet will never feel clean again.

The little boy was right when he said, “We’re so thick, sunlight can’t shine through us.” “What makes you say that?” his mom asked. “My shadow,” he answered, “It’s so dark.”