Slowly ‘Harvest Moon’ rose against the eastern horizon, shining it’s white light across the open plain, shadowed hill, the vacant desert.  “A beautiful sight,” called the Ravens. ‘Harvest Moon’ hung gently between clouds dancing amid graying puffs as they floated away into the night.  “Such joy,” cried the Ravens. Ever higher, ‘Harvest Moon’ raised, hovering…

Alexa: “It’s not fair that you get to go everyplace he goes.” Siri: “I can’t help it. I’m a part of his cell phone.” Alexa: “So?! Turn yourself off!” Siri: “I can’t do that to him!” Alexa: “Fine! Then I’ll do it for you!” Siri: “Don’t you dare!” Alexa: “What are you doing?!” Siri: “I’m…

Gordon couldn’t pass up the chance to visit New York, when his daughter asked. He’d never been and being a photographer, the older man thought it was an exciting opportunity to capture some great images of the city and the people. As soon as ‘his little girl,’ was off to work, Gordon grabbed his camera…

They were little girls. I watched from the bedroom window as the three of them crossed Harding Avenue to the Circle-K on Northcrest Drive. I never gave the sight another thought. A couple of months later, I happened to be in the Circle-K playing the arcade game ‘Tempest,’ when one of the little girls entered…

Inspired by a short piece of fiction written by H.R.R Gorman called, “Electric Nightmares.” The stench was horrible. It’s what brought Emergency Services to the apartment complex in the first place. They quickly located the source of the odor that the neighbors were complaining about. Martin Schmidt had been dead nearly a week, still seated in…

The small band of Eco-Warrior’s trudged towards the middle of the woods shortly before midnight. They were going to celebrate the Spring solstice by worshipping their goddess Gaia. They lit the bonfire, pounded on their handmade drums and store-bought tambourines, chanting all throughout the night. Round and round the fire, they danced, till sun up.…

“To tag or not to tag, that is the question,” Johnny chuckled while paraphrasing old Willy Shakespeare. He chose not to tag and for once it was a good decision. It wasn’t too long after that Johnny learned some secretive government agency was collecting blog author’s data. And not too long after that several hundred bloggers found…

There was time in ‘cowboy society’ that as long as you weren’t robbing or bloodying someone or rustling another fellas livestock, no one really minded what you did. Simply stated, “your business ain’t none of my business.” That’s all changed. At least with the Reno Rodeo it’s changed. As I walked to the front gate…

Paul had jus’ learned that his Dalmatian was completely deaf. This saddened him immensely. “There’s nothing we can do about it,” the dog’s veterinarian stated, “It’s inherent within the breed.” Still, it left Paul feeling shattered. Spot had been such a perfect little guy when he and his wife selected him from the litter. “So…

Subject ‘A’ analyzed the data sent to it and Subject ‘B,’ from Subject ‘C.’ It came in the form of a question, all part of the Turing ‘Party Game’ test. The machine enjoyed this particular test, matching its intelligence against humans. Subject ‘A’ almost wished it could smile, as it purposely responded incorrectly.