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Hoosier Daddy. 

kevin 720x1280In America: Remember is the website for an art exhibition which "blankets the National Mall with over 660,000 white flags, showing the magnitude of our loss as a nation, while honoring each person who has died from COVID-19." This installation covers 20 acres beneath the Washington Monument. Search their Dedicated Flag Map for "Kevin Allen Densmore" to see the location of my buddy Kevin's flag. You can also search their COVID Lost Loved Ones map for "Indianapolis, IN, USA" and scroll down to see the photo of Kevin that's also embedded on this blog.
If you've lost someone to COVID-19... can dedicate a flag to them on the National Mall, until September 30:
The Day The Planes Stopped Flying (20 years ago). 

I wrote the following story on the afternoon of 9/11/2001. It was published the next day by an online ezine, and in a print anthology six weeks later:
Read the 2021 Emmy-Nominated Scripts! 

My latest aggregation article at Stage 32:


The Social Dilemma is screening for free until September 30:
"Asking For A Friend."  book cover

It's my new essay, just published in this Australian anthology. Enjoy!

25 Miles From Here, Pure Slush Vol. 21

95 writers imagine what it's like to want to be anywhere but where they are right now... featuring stories, essays and poetry.

LATER: I just discovered that this publication is in Pocket Book format (4.25 x 6.875 inches). My other two placements with Pure Slush (Gluttony and Greed) were in US Trade format (6 x 9 inches), so it was quite a shock to see this smaller volume. The font size is tiny, too.

Screwed By Amazon's Dick Rocket Again. 

AMAZON WROTE: Effective on or around September 18, Amazon is terminating your Amazon Associates account. Under your state’s unclaimed property laws, we are required to report and turn over to your state of residence the funds in your account as we had no record of contact with you within a period of time as prescribed by law.

I REPLIED: Um, here I am. And there's eight bucks in that account.

AMAZON: We are required to report and turn over to your state of residence the funds in your account.

ME: But now you've had contact with me. So send me the eight bucks, dammit.

AMAZON: Our rules say we can't disburse anything under ten dollars to you.

ME: But you CAN disburse it to the state?

AMAZON: Those are the rules.

ME: If you can transfer eight bucks to the state, you can certainly transfer the Unpaid Balance to the person who actually OWNS the money.

AMAZON: Sorry. Thank you for contacting us today. Have a wonderful day.

ME: Please tell your boss, Jeff Bezos, to go f*ck himself, and the dick rocket he rode in on.
Coyotes Redux. 

Our community's Google group is getting clogged again, with coyote sighting reports. I like to make fun of the ensuing paranoia, so when somebody asked whether coyotes had any natural predators, I posted a still image and replied: "roadrunners."

UPDATE1: Somebody suggested shooting the coyotes with paintball guns. I replied: "I think it sounds like a great idea. Coyotes don't have access to paintball guns (yet), so I'm pretty sure our team could win..."

UPDATE2: After several more complaints, I wrote: "I still like the paintball idea. Register colors to specific residents. Give out monthly prizes for the most coyotes tagged. Let's stop whining, and have some fun with this!"

UPDATE3: Somebody wrote: "Paintballs? What are you going to do when they miss the target and hit the side of your house?" I replied: "Miss? MISS?! You're implying that LW shooters could MISS?!! [...] I've investigated this sport, and it looks like the admission price is pretty reasonable. The SplatMaster Z200 is only 45 bucks. I might have to get me one o' them babies."