Letter
I hate you. Maybe hate’s a strong word for a person like me, but I won’t use any other. I am good at my job. Excellent, in fact. And you’re threatened by that…
Assuming Command
Through bleary eyes the wall calendar and the paperwork on my desk alternated. The glint of morning sun through a hazy sky was sufficient to allow…
Nominative determinism at work (June 23rd, 2010)
The man was drunk. Really, utterly blasted. So much so, that I wondered how he was still standing. He held the webbing strap so tightly that his knuckles were…