She didn't like the food. She never did.

She made the usual complaints and started

the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to
placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her
meltdown without saying a word.
The red glow of tail lights indicating another long drive home from work after an
even longer 24-hour shift at the hospital. The shift hadn’t been horrible but the
constant stream of patients entering the ER meant there was no downtime. She had
some of the “regulars” in tonight with new ailments they were sure were going to
kill them. It’s amazing what a couple of Tylenol and a physical exam from the
doctor did to eliminate their pain, nausea, headache, or whatever other mild
symptoms they had. Sometimes she wondered if all they really needed was some
interaction with others and a bit of the individual attention they received from
the nurses.
He had done everything right. There had been no mistakes throughout the entire
process. It had been perfection and he knew it without a doubt, but the results
still stared back at him with the fact that he had lost.
The cab arrived late. The inside was in as bad of shape as the outside which was
concerning, and it didn't appear that it had been cleaned in months. The green tree
air-freshener hanging from the rearview mirror was either exhausted of its scent or
not strong enough to overcome the other odors emitting from the cab. The correct
decision, in this case, was to get the hell out of it and to call another cab, but
she was late and didn't have a choice.
Benny was tired. Not the normal every day tired from a hard day o work. The
exhausted type of tired where you're surprised your body can even move. All he
wanted to do was sit in front of the TV, put his feet up on the coffee table, and
drink a beer. The only issue was that he had forgotten where he lived.
The choice was red, green, or blue. It didn't seem like an important choice when he
was making it, but it was a choice nonetheless. Had he known the consequences at
that time, he would likely have considered the choice a bit longer. In the end, he
didn't and ended up choosing blue.
The thing that's great about this job is the time sourcing the items involves no
traveling. I just look online to buy it. It's really as simple as that. While
everyone else is searching for what they can sell, I sit in front of my computer
and buy better stuff for less money and spend a fraction of the time doing it.
The young man wanted a role model. He looked long and hard in his youth, but that
role model never materialized. His only choice was to embrace all the people in his
life he didn't want to be like.
Twenty seconds were all that was left and Richard could hear each one tick by.
Fifteen seconds now remained and the panic began to fully set in. Ten seconds and
he wasn't sure he had enough time. Five seconds, four, three, two, one...
She considered the birds to be her friends. She'd put out food for them each
morning and then she'd watch as they came to the feeders to gorge themselves for
the day. She wondered what they would do if something ever happened to her. Would
they miss the meals she provided if she failed to put out the food one morning?
I haven't bailed on writing. Look, I'm generating a random paragraph at this very
moment in an attempt to get my writing back on track. I am making an effort. I will
start writing consistently again!
She tried not to judge him. His ratty clothes and unkempt hair made him look
homeless. Was he really the next Einstein as she had been told? On the off chance
it was true, she continued to try not to judge him.
I recently discovered I could make fudge with just chocolate chips, sweetened
condensed milk, vanilla extract, and a thick pot on slow heat. I tried it with dark
chocolate chunks and I tried it with semi-sweet chocolate chips. It's better with
both kinds. It comes out pretty bad with just the dark chocolate. The best add-ins
are crushed almonds and marshmallows -- what you get from that is Rocky Road. It
takes about twenty minutes from start to fridge, and then it takes about six months
to work off the twenty pounds you gain from eating it. All things in moderation,
friends. All things in moderation.
Stranded. Yes, she was now the first person ever to land on Venus, but that was of
little consequence. Her name would be read by millions in school as the first to
land here, but that celebrity would never actually be seen by her. She looked at
the control panel and knew there was nothing that would ever get it back into
working order. She was the first and it was not clear this would also be her last.
Betty decided to write a short story and she was sure it was going to be amazing.
She had already written it in her head and each time she thought about it she
grinned from ear to ear knowing how wonderful it would be. She could imagine the
accolades coming in and the praise she would receive for creating such a wonderful
piece. She was therefore extremely frustrated when she actually sat down to write
the short story and the story that was so beautiful inside her head refused to come
out that way on paper.