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Ask Dewey Ask Dewey was the latest brain child of Eve Works, the wunderkind of Silicon valley. When she was 22 years old, she earned her doctorate in Modern Law Logistics, or what had been nicknamed, Virtual Trials. Essentially anyone arrested for a crime, was stamped with a small chip that had all the pertinent information of that person, i.e. fingerprints, DNA, and perpetual tendencies. Y...
On Friday last, a story came up on a newsfeed. A tsunami brought on by 9.4 earthquake, had ravaged the Gaza strip, such as the Middle East hadn't seen in years. In the city of Jerusalem, however, bigger news was on the event horizon. Bioengineers were revealing an algorithmic entity that was human in every way, from the complex emotional dramas that make up a life experience, to the firing neurons that create and dest...
So, once upon a time, there was a dirty word, an abhorrent marriage and a soiled soul and Drake Fabian.
WE WERE HERE FOR YOU The giant neon sign was large enough to be seen for miles. As Gestas stood in line he thought, "well, this is going to take forever. " As far as lines went, this fell somewhere between the DMV and Black Friday at Walmarket. About thirty feet ahead of him was his "partner in crime," Dismas. He tried getting his attention, but thus far he could not get him to acknowledge him. He gave up when he saw what appeared...
Priest or rock god, that was my dilemma. Since the beginning of my reason aware life, I had looked for my personal answer. My mind swirled between the religion I was brought up in, Catholicism, and the religion I had come to love from experience, rock music. Not just the basic rock and roll of the genre’s inception, but what it had morphed into: the pageantry, the theatre, the opera that is teen angst, that is the feeling of rebellion that makes ...
One week before Christmas Eve 2005, I received a call from a nursing home. My adoptive mother had been hospitalized after suffering several grand mal seizures. She was scheduled to come move in with my wife and I in two days. In the meantime, we got the call from the animal hospital that we had to come and pick up her parrot, Sparkle. My mother had owned Sparkle for 57 years, and the bird was part of her day to day life. I was not looking forward to caring for...
I was walking my dog by Goose Creek last Tuesday. I needed to get some air. The past day and a half was a scary and most out of character time for me. While drinking down at the local watering hole, I was in a fight and, in my stupor, had knocked the owner Bo-bo out cold. He fell, smacked his head so hard, he fell into a coma. It was all so unnece...
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