One year ago right now, I was strung out on pain killers with a Achilles tendon that had been sliced from my heel bone and a sheared bone spur extracted from the interior of the cord. Since the tendon was yanked off to the side, Doc thought it was prime time to grind the heel bone to perfection. He then literally nailed the tendon back in place and I experienced pain that could not be tuned out. Bigger and better doses got me through the tough days and I literally was bedridden with nothing to do. Stir crazy was an understatement. Being task oriented and self diagnosed with OCD, I struggled with all the thumb twiddling. With the help from a gracious friend, I created this blog that provided an outlet to occupy all the idle time.
An unusual mixture of fictional/non-fictional short stories sprinkled with an occasional moustache rant.
Showing posts with label big boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label big boy. Show all posts
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Moustache Unplugged #12
hehehe....undetected, I take the opportunity to work on my letter....
Dear Fellow Appalled Citizens,
On January 1, 2013, two police officers, one on duty and the other home after calling in sick, teamed up together for an incredibly outrageous crime in the quiet city streets of Boulder, Colorado. Under the cover of darkness, the on-duty officer stalked "Big Boy" through street lamps, front porch lights and leftover Christmas decorations. While Big Boy grazed in a yard under a crab apple tree, a bullet ripped through him and ended his life. The officers' plan was in full motion. It wasn't even close to resembling a hunt, but merely a greedy killing and a wanton destruction of life.
Dear Fellow Appalled Citizens,
On January 1, 2013, two police officers, one on duty and the other home after calling in sick, teamed up together for an incredibly outrageous crime in the quiet city streets of Boulder, Colorado. Under the cover of darkness, the on-duty officer stalked "Big Boy" through street lamps, front porch lights and leftover Christmas decorations. While Big Boy grazed in a yard under a crab apple tree, a bullet ripped through him and ended his life. The officers' plan was in full motion. It wasn't even close to resembling a hunt, but merely a greedy killing and a wanton destruction of life.
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