I'm leaving the old intro here, but adding this- it appears the doves have taken over my blog for their fiction. Just as well, I was doing a piss poor job of updating. They're doing much better.

This blog is infrequently updated, full of incorrect spellings, misused words, and general bad grammar. It started when I was trying to use google+ (which I've since given up on) and discovered there was no character limit for posts. If you've known me a long time, a lot of these stories will be old hat. If you plan to know me for a long time, you'll no doubt hear many of them in person. But, folks seemed to enjoy them, so here they are.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

the hundred and thirty eighth story

Once upon a time there was a chipmunk who wanted to get into burlesque dancing. Her friend the sparrow made her a cute top out of acorn caps, and a lizard she knew helped with the choreography. Finally it was time to perform. She chose the stagename of "Spicy Nutmeg" and was quite popular.

This was the second of the Doves' for-profit stories. The word they were given was "nutmeg"

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