Tag Archives: From A hypnagogic Journal

Plane

Posted on November 2, 2022 by ubu507

Babs and her brother Wally were on an airplane, heading home for the holidays. Suddenly there was a sharp crack, and slowly but inevitably the side of the plane peeled away and they were in the sky. With an unconscious … Continue reading →

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Helicopter

Posted on August 12, 2022 by ubu507

I go on my walk – there are a lot of helicopters around because of the airshow – Vietnam era ones I know the names of from when I was a kid – a couple big Chinooks and a bunch … Continue reading →

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Cookout

Posted on June 16, 2021 by ubu507

    Virginia’s running the big hotdog cookout and, of course, I go, having already promised to help her with it as well as her recurring car problems. When I enter the grounds this big beefy kid evidently acting as … Continue reading →

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Dislike

Posted on November 19, 2020 by ubu507

Betsy and I are trying to switch out the bulbs in a complicated light fixture in one of the guest suites. As I casually flirt she abruptly says I dislike you.I’m completely taken aback. What?I dis-like you, she enunciates carefully.I … Continue reading →

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Torn

Posted on January 14, 2017 by ubu507

Class reunion – still at the milling around, schmoozing phase, drinking a little too deeply from our wine glasses, trying to either remember or forget something about the ex-classmate in front of us. From the periphery approaches Pam, gaze locked … Continue reading →

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