The boy grasped the grasshopper by it’s hind legs, held tightly as it writhed and squirmed, scratching softly against childish hands. The boy then proceeded to tear apart a wing. And then the other, grounding that grasshopper not for good, but for an entirely different purpose indeed. The boy could have sworn a squeak leapt [...]

I used to think America was the pinnacle of entertainment. I mean, after all, America is the land that invented all of Hollywood, most of rock n’ roll and some of video games…Yeah, I used to think we Americans reigned supreme in giving the world useless ways to spend a person’s time. Then I discovered [...]

It’s been a long while since I’ve talked with my fifteen year old self. Yes, this is how I spend an afternoon. Enjoy! Poet15ic [2:27 PM]: hi Poet15ic [2:27 PM]: hi Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: Once is enough Poet15ic [2:28 PM]: sorry Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: so, what’s up? Poet15ic [2:28 PM]: Well….. Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: Yeah? [...]

There is a legend in Texas that I want to tell you about. It’s a legend about a ghost car…but not just any ghost car. There’s no “dead brother-in-law” at the wheel, no car that drives its self, no car that can kill your bullying enemies and then magically reassemble its self when no one’s [...]

Why is it that life throws you a curveball when you least expect it? I mean, honestly, is it too much to ask for a simple man like me to be granted the mere satisfaction of a nice Saturday afternoon excursion into the heart of yesteryear?

Due to a terrible incident involving: A can of lentil soup An angry (and somewhat ugly) olive-skinned man Three Burger King collectable cups A tree A copy of “Indigo Delta” starring the porn star Serenity Two Partridge Family albums and A surprisingly vulgar “STOP” sign… Scott C’s normal Friday “pulp” column will not be seen [...]

Once every two years the world tries to put aside its regular biases and iron out their conflicts on the field of sport – its time for that now bi-annual event we call “The Olympic Games”! First founded by half-naked and fully-naked sweaty men in Greece, the Olympics have become a strange mix of commercialism, [...]

Ah, Valnetine’s Day, the one time of the year where it’s socially acceptable for people other than stuffy English majors to enjoy poetry. How’d I spend my V-day? Writing this poem…..Enjoy, and please feel free to criticize

Every now and then, I like to clean out my mind of the “small potatoes” (the little things that for whatever reason don’t pan out into a full-length column) that I tend to come up with during the days. This is one of those times…

For many people, life moves in a linear fashion: First you get born, then you get an education, then you get a degree, then you get a job, then you get married, then you get a family, then you get an RV, then you get old, then you get a funeral. That’s a lot of [...]