Sustainable choices in a throw-away culture —

Healing the world one giggle, guffaw or chuckle at a time — I’ve discovered the joy in sharing humor and even earned a Top Writer badge in this category. It’s a very prestigious badge allowing access to experiences and secret underground clubs I’m not at liberty to share here. …

Sustainable choices in a throw-away culture —

Getting in the mood for hanky panky — Ginny’s all-nighters at the club in high heels and cocktail dresses morphed into falling asleep on the couch in slippers and sweatpants. Steamy shared showers used to be sexy. Now she fantasizes about time alone in a bubble bath. Sex with no-strings-attached is a distant memory. The kids, the cats…

Humor Writers’ Prompt — “What’s going on in here?!” Captain Susan Brearley shouted at her rowdy crew. “He started it!” Accused Rachael, pointing at Rodney Lacroix. His feet clad only in socks, Bob stepped in a puddle. — Rodney Lacroix What has that rascal Rodney been instigating? Hilarity. It started with Two-Sentence Horror Stories…

Say no more — Two thousand miles from home, Tammy can’t find her birth control pills. Roger’s phone was in ‘do not disturb’ mode when it finally happened. Jane’s Mother-in-Law said, “I’ll show you how he likes his sausage.” Your favorite coffee shop became a juice bar. “Extra shot of wheatgrass?” After climbing eight…

Airing dirty laundry — Rabbits, raccoons, rattlesnakes, roadrunners — and javelina. One is not like the others. We stayed in a “dome home” sharing a property border with a nature preserve. The hosts did their due diligence in alerting us to the creatures most commonly spotted on the premises. The list of wildlife in…

Inspired by a story that might be true — Who decides what is true — and after 2020, who has any fucks left to give? It might be true that T. Kent Jones says, “I Have a Cold” when he’s actually experiencing the misery of a self-induced food fallout. When stories are hilarious, does the truth really matter? fallout…

I thought I was alone — Tucked into bed in an empty house, I tried to feel comfortable being there alone. It was a large home belonging to my sister’s family. At the time, I had not yet experienced the freedom of living solo. It felt nice to have space from my college roommates, but a…