BERMUDA TANGLE

My powers continue to grow.

Whistles are disturbing.

Will we ever learn Fargo's gender?

Hi again! I have not written anything in a long time. I hope you enjoy this. The story is strictly from my own mind, for better or worse, but a lot of the basic beginning theme come from real life. How weird, huh? Don't forget to comment and expect regular episodes often!

Hacker slice-of-life: an introspective moment with someone who got a lot more than she expected from his old equipment.

The old magic abides. For six friends, that means new experiences in each others' lives, as new magic is spun and a web is woven.

In the name of the Lady,  © 2007 by Kimby

The story of Frank and what happened to him when God got irritated.

“That costume must have taken a long time to perfect, Hon. We all thought you were a middle-aged guy. Now that I look at you close … are you seeing anyone exclusively? My younger brother just graduated high school and I think you’d like him.”

~~ Does she think I’m GAY! And a recent high school grad?~~ I screamed in my mind until I saw myself in a large mirror on the wall of the woman’s locker-room where she’d led me as she’d spoken. I’d was about to protest I was *not that way* when I saw myself, truly saw myself in that huge mirror, I fainted.

Hi There Everyone: This story was written as a means to answer what I felt was an inhumane treatment of a loving husband by his so called loving Wife. With no disrespect intended to Miss Karen-Anne Brown for her story entitled 'Heatherized Hubby' as I of course realize that it was indeed just a flight of fancy?

Someone wants private investigator Nick Llewellyn to disappear, and they've devised a twisted way to accomplish that. Now he has just twenty-four hours to find out who is behind it - twenty-four hours until he ends up dead on arrival.

Identity Crisis
By Itinerant
Edited by Amelia R.

Author's Note: For Bob Arnold's Stardust site

As I struggled through the fog toward consciousness, the first thing I noticed was the overwhelming smell of perfume, accompanied by the no-less-permeating odor of cleaning fluid. My head was resting against some vinyl upholstery, and I could feel the persistent rumbling of an engine all around me. I wanted to open my eyes, but it seemed to take forever to make my body do anything at all. Instead, I just lay there and tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

I felt the world swing around, just for a second, then settle down and resume its steady rumbling. 'Wherever I am, I'm moving,' I thought. 'Feels like a bus. What am I doing on a bus?' I vaguely remembered leaving the gym, and walking toward my car, and then ... nothing.

My Wife’s Biggest Mistake

By: Danielle l. O'Bryan

“David’s new look as Danielle”
Chapter one

Hi All !

While figure skating alone on a pond and trying to avoid the watery inlet, two big local looking short haired women in jeans and flannel shirts arrived on the scene complete with hockey skates, sticks and a puck. After lacing up they maneuvered on the ice aggressively and started shooting the puck down the ice. They seemed oblivious to me and in fact I had to dodge a couple of slapshots as I worked my figure eights, I felt a slam and was thrown into the water by a check. I heard a laugh and then one of them used her stick to pull me out.

Joanie films more NOVA and tests for that BBC Wales show. She's ambushed by a paparazzo and agrees to be the companion of a TV doctor. Babs and Joanie have a life-changing phone call. Our heroine meets a PBS legend and is filmed for This Old House. Work begins on her farm housing project. Joanie plans to teach a unique history seminar and gets bad news about the Smith's twins patent. Pinky reveals why Whateley labled her a dangerous student.

Andy Warhol said,"In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." What if your 15 minutes came late in life, and fame decided to never let you go? Could you survive the circus your life would become?

The suprise conclusion of that disasterous phone call. Joanie's student band gets together and picks a name. She finds the public and private images projected by one member differ greatly. Joanie's niece describes her powers testing and *other* issues, much to her aunt's embarrassment. Fran, Jinn and Harry discuss Joanie's housing projects. She preps for her NOVA hosting. In Boston Joanie films for NOVA and meets a Englishman who often is seen in association with a large blue box.

Andy Warhol said,"In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." What if your 15 minutes came late in life, and fame decided to never let you go? Could you survive the circus your life would become?

Male Reduction Syndrome revealed...

Joanie gets her truck. The school band trys out new members and she picks up more clean-up crew. Joanie meets a Doberman with a strange name and it's trainer. Joanie gets advice from Sam Everheart about her house projects. She calls MSG for the latest on the Ultra-X investigation and talks with Gin's youngest sister, formerly one of the bad guys. Ms. Hartford gives Joanie a key to why Pinky's mom hates mutants and has a disasterous phone conversation.

Andy Warhol said,"In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." What if your 15 minutes came late in life, and fame decided to never let you go? Could you survive the circus your life would become?

Jack gets just about as much as he can take.

Joanie meets two wanna-be construction workers, a petite girl and her dead sister. She timetravels and learns something she shouldn't about another member of the staff, Lex. Joanie checks on Anna's medical tests and invites her to an all-girl sleepover. She sets up Tom and Lex shamelessly. Eric learns of the magazine shoot but not the farm. The cleanup crew visits the farm. Joanie and Lex reconcile. The sleepover goes well. Joanie has a frighting premonition.

Andy Warhol said,"In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." What if your 15 minutes came late in life, and fame decided to never let you go? Could you survive the circus your life would become?

So... even with all our modern medicine... we can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear.
A slightly dark and not particularly cheery tale. But it needs telling... or at least I need to tell it.
Contains somewhat graphic scenes of a suicide. If that is likely to upset or disturb you. Do Not Read This.

A mild mannered civil servant presses on.