The Miracle of the Magic Dollar

Carlton walked into the third-floor break room of the Atlanta offices of Bickering Plummet and approached the snack machine in the far corner. It was six-thirty in the afternoon and Carlton had been at his desk since seven-ten that morning, with no signs of his day ending anytime soon. Fortunately, for Carlton, the machine contained … Continue reading The Miracle of the Magic Dollar

Notes on a New Religion

I regard myself as a non-theist, not because I reject the notion of an entity that, to humanity, would seem godlike, but because I reject a specific concept of how that entity manifests itself. I do not believe in a benevolent father-figure that's sitting on a throne watching over us and making sure everything turns … Continue reading Notes on a New Religion

Pardon me, I seem to have lost my pants

One might think that a naked man walking down Peachtree Street in the afternoon would be easy to spot, but Doyle Pendergast wasn't the typical naked man. He strode along with confidence, almost daring anyone to call him out. He made eye contact, greeted those who bothered to notice him with a boisterous, "Howdy!" If … Continue reading Pardon me, I seem to have lost my pants