Don’t weep sad salad. In a few short days bacon will join you again.   David Collante –

A crow cawed at me, his gaze followed me closely . . . must want my bacon.   -David Collante

I saw a dead body today. It was wrapped in a black body bag and being rolled carelessly by a distracted paramedic talking to his friends. He almost crashed into me -the dead body, not the paramedic-.  I’m assuming it was a he, the body. The only distinguishable features were the tip of the nose […]

A baby is born. He cries all night, probably just wants some bacon.