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T Y M E S C R O L L: Chapter 5
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Excerpts from my book. Tuesday, November 13, 2007. The air smelled singly of ozone, all other odors obliterated by the sudden influx of power. An angry hornets’ nest of stray electrons continued to sizzle and buzz, gradually fading to an unnatural stillness. Birds Trees. Rain. People… a certain King in detail. Obviously the three pieces of information were interrelated. But how? And for what purpose? His meal of gathered berries and fruit finished, his deep meditations having yielded nothing useful, he r...
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T Y M E S C R O L L: October 2007
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Excerpts from my book. Sunday, October 7, 2007. Mac's, the sign said. “Happy Hour 2 to7.”. I had wandered the two blocks from my apartment and found myself standing outside the door debating whether I really wanted to go in. Oh, what the hell! Even though I had missed happy hour, it was still early and I did have more to celebrate than the average Joe on a Friday night. And what better place to celebrate life and the joy of living than somewhere with people! That seat over there looks just perfect. 8220;...
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T Y M E S C R O L L: Chapter 3
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Excerpts from my book. Monday, November 12, 2007. Monday came as cold and uninviting as Sunday had been. I caught a ride to work with Doug as usual. The computer repair place I worked for was not exactly on his way, but hey — what are friends for? 8220;Good luck at that magician’s class tonight, Houdini.”. 8220;Thanks,” I said. 8220;And not just with Sheila.” He flashed me that knowing grin of his as I climbed out of the car. 8220;Go to hell! 8221; I responded and slammed the door. 8220;I don’t rel...
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T Y M E S C R O L L: Chapter 4
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Excerpts from my book. Monday, November 12, 2007. It was considerably warmer than it had been the last couple of days, so I decided to walk. Couple of miles wouldn’t hurt me at all — might even do the circulatory system some good. More good than the taxi ride from the other night. Maybe she would let me study from her notes. 8220;Hi, Sheila. Somehow I managed to leave my notes from Monday night at home.”. 8220;Could I do some last minute brushing up from yours? 8220;Thanks.”. I was frantic. I didn...
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T Y M E S C R O L L: Chapter 2
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Excerpts from my book. Monday, November 12, 2007. I resolved not to give in to the Pavlovian response to answer it. Somehow, each ring sounded more urgent than the last. But I held fast and didn't jump to find out who would be calling me at this hour. 8220;Okay, okay, I'm coming.” I could always get the scores from the paper. 8221;, not sure whether I was more upset at the person calling, or me for bothering to answer the phone in the first place. 8220;Hello, Brent? For some unknown reason the paper hadn...
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T Y M E S C R O L L: November 2007
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Excerpts from my book. Tuesday, November 13, 2007. The air smelled singly of ozone, all other odors obliterated by the sudden influx of power. An angry hornets’ nest of stray electrons continued to sizzle and buzz, gradually fading to an unnatural stillness. Birds Trees. Rain. People… a certain King in detail. Obviously the three pieces of information were interrelated. But how? And for what purpose? His meal of gathered berries and fruit finished, his deep meditations having yielded nothing useful, he r...