Coffee Club Part Three: Mr. Fruit Tingle and The Electric Scooter Kid

Coffee Club Part Three: Mr Fruit Tingle and The Electric Scooter Kid

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There won’t be any soppy serenading over the passing of The Coffee Club: Truth is Stranger Than Fiction; not that tears matter. Our colours might fade but they’re colour-fast. But to do so would break a rule of the Coffee Club. Plus soppy endings belong at the end. I’m only 51 words Continue reading “Coffee Club Part Three: Mr Fruit Tingle and The Electric Scooter Kid”

Mr. Eternity and 10 Million Cranes

Mr. Eternity and 10 Million Paper Cranes

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Cast your mind back to 1999; before September 2001, before Facebook, before Instagram, and before YouTube. Prince’s “party like it’s 1999” is playing frequently on the radio, summoning in a new era no one is prepared for. Another Olympics is just around the corner, and there is a lot of hype of pending financial and social collapse from the Y2K computer bug.

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WWIII: The Smell of Rain, Elephants, and a Canary Named Trump

WWIII: The Smell of Rain, Elephants, and a Canary Named Trump

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Can you smell rain before one drop of water falls? Not me. I get my cue from dark clouds. But I wonder why some people have the ability to sniff out the future while others don’t. And I can’t help but feel there are people who sense we live in a year that smells like it’s about to rain. Not just rain, but a mighty deluge. When I read through the news I see dark clouds circling.

Are we living in the year where history will look back and refer to it as the opening scene of WWIII? Continue reading “WWIII: The Smell of Rain, Elephants, and a Canary Named Trump”