My Cardboard Balcony

Oh, man, well, I'd say this was a decent week! I made it through another five days of work, got to see friends, got some writing done, spent some time with my wonderful wife, and hey, I get to go to my in-laws' annual Halloween party!  And  I don't think I have to worry about the presidential election anymore! Yay! (Checks latest election news) (Inhale) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Have a great night and a great weekend, everyone.

Missus Dragon's Ailment by Belinda Roddie "I don't feel good," she wheezed, coughing up a fireball.

"Excuse me," I heard a small voice squeak from behind me. "Excuse me!" When I looked down, I saw a tiny old lady, no taller than four feet, her frizzy white hair starkly contrasting with her brown skin. She was gesturing wildly at a large box at her feet - a new TV? A desktop computer? - and shivering in the rain. "Could you lift this into my car for me?" she asked. "My arthritis is acting up something awful."