Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were playing poker one evening, not for money of course; that would not be a wholesome story. Santa played with candy canes and the Easter Bunny rolled with nougats. Currently, the Easter Bunny’s stack of canes was twice the size of Santa’s nougats. The Thanksgiving Turkey was in the […]
A Different Drummer: The inevitable showdown
Santa Claus walked into Amazon headquarters one day and rang the service bell. “Where’s Jeff?” he yelled. “Mr. Bezos is in a meeting, eh, sir, and cannot be bothered,” said Rehnquist, the wide-eyed, nearly speechless, young, thin, clean-shaved, hairless look-alike assistant from behind a cluttered desk where he was filling out a requisition form for […]
A Different Drummer: A gripping tail of the dog that never was
It was a bleak November in Hill Valley, a fictional town invented by a local columnist to begin a short story because he felt the oxymoronic ambiguity juxtaposed in the title would allow him to be open in how he described the town because he as yet did not know what to make of it. […]