Imagine the possibilities

Staring back when we stare up,
Stars store hope that the truly great things
Have yet to come.

NOTE: pretty words from a pretty boy are positively pointless

Yer everyday western

A calm span of sand and dirt in a desert canyon is disturbed by a teenage boy running frantically. He stops at the river and pants as he looks down the path he’d come by. Blood pours from one eye and he pulls a gun out from its holster. He waits. Moments later the sheriff shows up. He ducks behind a tree and pulls out his own gun.

Sheriff
Shoulder that gun fella. You got the draw on me but I’m a quicker shot. Plus, yer missin’ an eye. You ain’t got a chanc’a comin’ near me in yer state. Come on now. Lemme gatcha over to miss lori’s for some help.

Boy
An then what’ll happen sheriff? You gonna let me get on my way? Clean?

The Sheriff nods.

Boy cont…
I bet you will.

Sheriff
Tell you what boy, put that there putter down an I’ll bring you in fer sum help. Keep it up and I’ll shoot’chya. Fair deal?

The boy nods and slowly lowers the gun to the ground. As soon as the gun is pointed down, the sheriff plants a bullet right in the urchin’s temple. He crumples to the road in a cloud of dirt. The echo of the shot rings off the walls of the canyon. The sheriff grabs the boy’s gun from his hand.

Sheriff
Right shame.

He tucks the gun in his pants and searches the boy’s body for the bag of bank money he had stolen. The Sheriff weighs it using his left hand as a scale and tucks it in his pants. Then he unpins his badge, tosses it in the river and leaves.

We’ve switched to 1&1

Welcome to 1&1 hosting everyone. I think it will serve us well. Let’s wait and see.

One Day Down.

Storyrules was down for basically all of yesterday. Oddly enough, I could still find my way to subpages. Well it’s okay that this happened now because no one reads this blog yet! And I wouldn’t have it any other way - not having readers and all. None of the other pages are built out, the formatting is still quirky and my posts are only so-so at this point.

When this blog is hoppin’ though, I will hope I don’t have that kind of down-time during the day.

Write the sin away

I have sinned and I seek redemption in writing. Truth be told, my lie is like a stained white sheet after a busy evening. Though my intentions were good when the words spilled from my lips, the results of the not-so-white lie do more harm than good to me. I set the snare and I must now step into it.

Sticking it to The Man

We’re still working to get the kinks out of this blog. For Firefox and Safari, ‘kinks’ is the right word to describe what we’re working on. But for users of that browser which owns 80+% of the market, I’m sorry but we just don’t work in Internet Explorer.

Some invisible hand has prevented even the most basic parts of this oh-so-pretty writing blog from working in Internet Explorer. Our answer - Firefox.

The cool part about downloading Firefox is that you get to be part of a bona fide revolution. So please take the time to download this fan favorite . You’ll never want to go back.

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