The Pie Man

The Pie Man is sitting in the middle of the street again.  He has raided all the recycling bins in the neighborhood and is now counting and sorting his take.  He favors the aluminum because he knows that gives him the most income for his work. He carefully replaces all the glass and paper back… Continue reading The Pie Man

Mad Jazz

Woody drove the thirty miles into town in a taxi.  He was a confirmed drunk and didn’t care who knew it.  He went to The River to drink.  In that little village, there were at least a dozen places within walking distance to eat, drink, dance, and party.  He liked that he could walk to each… Continue reading Mad Jazz