Trip, trap, trip, trap Who goes over my bridge? ONCE upon a time… In a small village in the pines, lived a little girl and her grandmother. They loved to spend their days together walking…
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And over in the burnt yellow tent by the frozen tractor the music was like electric sugar …and I wish I had some whiskey and a gun, my dear I wish I had some whiskey…
I hear the train coming It’s rolling around the bend I haven’t seen the sunshine, since….I don’t know when. – Johnny Cash FARGO, NORTH DAKOTA One thing I always try to convey to people when…
Dark Horse (noun): A mysterious competitor about whom little is known; one who seemingly comes out of nowhere, and achieves unexpected success. CLEAR LAKE, IOWA It’s sunny but extremely windy when I roll into Clear…
“A man deserves to go and see his country.” – Charles Bukowski ***** Several years ago, I walked away from a promising, comfortable life in Canada, to return to my own country. America. I returned…
– LAS VEGAS, NEVADA – 1. GIRLS I lived in a motel not far off the Strip, next to a casino called the Silver Seven, in a neighborhood that called itself ‘Paradise’. Let me tell…
I have an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach as I arrive at the old Weston asylum, but not for reasons you might think. There are dark clouds circling the massive stone building,…
9 States, 9 Stories. Come with me as I take you thru Middle America, a journey into forgotten places & hidden tales. The land of frozen custard, roadside motels, dirt roads & unfortunately-named gas stations……
ONCE upon a time… There was a lone girl who lived in a castle on the edge of the wood. Though she had plenty of pies to eat and slept safely in her tower, she…