Author: musevassal

People Who Make Hyperbolical Attacks Should Be Shot

When hyperbolical postures are taken, liberties are sure to follow. Meat is murder, is it? An animal's soul is the equivalent of a human's, you say? If I look perturbed at this point it is only because it odd to me that you could believe those things, and tell me so over a lunch where … Continue reading People Who Make Hyperbolical Attacks Should Be Shot →

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six

by Balls Malone contents  read part five The location for the swimsuit edition shoot was truly lovely. Hedda had always been useless at place names, so she had no clue what any of it was called, but she was very taken with it.The place was secluded; hundreds of kilometers up the coast, where the sandy … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part six →

On Tough Guys

I was terrorized by so-called tough guys for much of my younger life. In my elementary school days, it was not a problem. I was with the same kids right from first grade. I had my little circle, and my idiosyncrasies were accepted by my classmates. But I was in a French immersion elementary program … Continue reading On Tough Guys →

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five

by Balls Malone contents read part four Hedda was sitting down to another of her lunch dates with Rupert Cornelius, acclaimed glamour and fashion photographer. They were seated in the patio of Maurice’s Grill, under the pleasant shade of palm fronds swaying overhead in the warm breeze.Hedda was very pleased. Maurice’s Grill was just about … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part five →

oracle

So this is modern life. What wonders. Peer into your phone. The modern Oracle. This is what we live for now. But... If nothing is meaningful without transposition into pixels and code, then how can I have meaning? Take that selfie. There you are. Ones and zeros in dots of light. That's better. Now you're … Continue reading oracle →

A Pirate are Ye?

Say! Those are some swell tattoos. So, you're a pirate, huh? Cut your teeth sailing the high seas, raping your way across the Caribbean in search of Spanish gold? No. Have you even been on a sailing vessel? Again with the no. Then I suppose it could be said that all your tattoos of pirate … Continue reading A Pirate are Ye? →

Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part four

by Balls Malone contents read part three In the club still. The Purple Onion. Hedda was dancing with Lance and fellow model, Ariana. Rupert Cornelius, acclaimed glamour and fashion photographer, was hanging back in the cut taking pictures with his phone, watching them get frisky. After some time, all four of them were together in … Continue reading Hedda and Lance: a Love Story – part four →