Sean John stared across the card table, right into the eyes of Dr. Pantigal. His gaze cut right through the thick cigarette smoke. Sean John looked back at his hand. It was a total Yarborough, but he had to play it like this hand was the big screen one. The fate of the game - and of the entire island nation - depended on it.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Oeillade
My hair slicked back, cologne spritzed on just right, brand new fitted tux, I knew all the ladies were looking. This was my chance to make a sure pass at Jessica McCarthy, the hottest girl in school. I walked right past her, then stopped, turned my head and gave her a clear oeillade. She had to notice my actions, my longing look. She knew.
Saturday, December 28, 2013
Hibernaculum
Tim fondly recalls spending his winters as a youth in the isolated mountainside home of his grandparents. Buffered from the wind and snow by several layers of jackets and sweaters and undergarments, he was free to roam nature as he saw fit. This is how he befriended a local black bear that he named Daisy. One afternoon he stumbled upon the creature's hibernaculum - a collection of brush and foliage material set up in a cave-like allover. It was the perfect spot for one of God's creatures to spend the winter.
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Transpontine
William recalled his childhood, with his bedroom window overlooking the rider. If he woke up early enough, he could always watch the thick fog along the grassy plains dissipate as the sun's rays warmed the earth. And the nearest neighbors in a transpontine house, close enough to make secret gestures through windows.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Cathexis
Wally relied heavily on the act of brewing tea. The habits and motions calmed him, oriented him in any situation. When he is stressed or when rushed or overwhelmed or nervous with guests, the cathexis of the tea brewing process always leveled him.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Misoneism
The whole town was dated. The architecture, the clothing of its residents, its billboards and advertisements... It all appeared as if the town was stuck in the past. The citizens of this locale must be struck with a strong case of misoneism to have resisted change.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Ochlophobia
Sean John padded through the smooth bay water. The skies were as clear as the ocean in this secluded section of the Hawaii islands. He always enjoyed visiting his most private shark friend. This particular shark preferred to live alone - to dwell its days far from the schools and packs of fellow sharks. Possibly the only shark on earth to have been diagnosed with ochlophobia, Sean John was more than happy to honor his wishes of privacy.
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Hardihood
Sean John looked deep into the eyes of Wheels, his most trusty shark. The mission that he was about to send the creature on was dangerous. Did Wheels know? He must have. This shark was blessed with more hardihood than any other shark Sean John had tamed, and he'd do his best to accomplish any task, now matter the danger.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Jocose
It was always a pleasure to stay with Uncle Jimmy. When you spent a few days with such a jocose man,you allays ended up laughing so much your mood had to be better than when you got there.
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Slumgullion
For the starving child come in off the street, it didn't matter what was in the steaming bowl in front of him. To Patrick, this bowl of slumgullion was the best meal in the world.
