Diary of an Abandoned House
It sat on a fenced-in corner lot, a nice looking, pseudo-brick house, 2, maybe 3 bedroom, complete with a garage bordering the alley, if Detroit… Read More »Diary of an Abandoned House
It sat on a fenced-in corner lot, a nice looking, pseudo-brick house, 2, maybe 3 bedroom, complete with a garage bordering the alley, if Detroit… Read More »Diary of an Abandoned House
I’ve pretty much given up on self-pub books. Too much crap to wade through to find the few gems among them. However, when several people… Read More »The Candidate’s Daughter
I’m not sure why I picked up this book. The title is so-so, the cover is garish. Was it the San Francisco Book Review blurb… Read More »Death Ain’t But A Word
Keith Cronin has that rare ability many writers wish they had: a near perfect sense of comedic timing, especially where the one-liner is concerned. It’s… Read More »Me Again
I’ve known for awhile where at least some of the brain-dead people go: they either run for office in, or go to work for, the city of Detroit. The fact that the Detroit Water and Sewerage Department hires the brain-dead was confirmed today when three, count em, THREE (3) employees of said company came out to – wait for it – turn off the water on three abandoned houses which DID NOT have the water turned on in the first place. They spent about 45 minutes to an hour looking for and opening the access to the shut-off valve to these three abandoned houses.
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