Category: Life in G-ville

Biker Puke

They were on their way home from shopping in town.  It was about a half hour drive on a winding country road.  The Boy was sitting in the back.  At times he had stomach troubles on the curves and he had just eaten some chicken nuggets, French fries, a Coke, and a scoop of Rocky… Continue reading Biker Puke

Fuckin’ Mike

“Somebody’s shitting on my lawn.” “Really?” “Yes, really.” “So, it’s human?” “Most definitely.” She thinks it’s one of her students trying to establish his identity.  He thinks it is the new neighbor (that fucker, Mike) who is rumored to be doing it to everyone who has a lawn, but even the guy with the rock… Continue reading Fuckin’ Mike

Sex on a Bar

It was flooding again.  At least they had some warning this time.  And so it began. They moved the contents of their entire house upstairs to set up living arrangements on the second story dance floor of the restaurant.  They were intent on waiting out the week or two it would take to get The… Continue reading Sex on a Bar

Housekeeper

At some point the ladies had to consider whether to keep a housekeeper who won’t do windows, doesn’t like to dust, hates cleaning the shower, balks at washing the kitchen mat, won’t use over cleaner, hates bleach and other harsh cleaning products…. The housekeeper takes out the trash and if she happens to see something… Continue reading Housekeeper