Goodnight, Reginald B Farnsworth

Reginald B. Farnsworth sat in an opulent high-back, red-velvet chair staring at the hopping flames in his marble fireplace. In one hand was a bottle of Scotch aged 21 years (top shelf…the good stuff) in the other, a glass half-empty. He loved the intoxication of good Scotch. Different alcohols have different effects or “drunks” if … Continue reading →

It’s the Great Christmas Conspiracy, Chucky Greene

The town was covered in snow and lights. Blue, red, and green twinkles filled every street, every home, and every business. Snowmen not actually made of snow adorned many a yard. Elves, reindeer, and animatronic Santas climbed roofs or were content with landing next to the empty flower beds. There had been a manger scene … Continue reading →