The Piker Years – Muddled Ramblings and Half-Baked Ideas: Recent Episodes
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The ones who knew were always there when Old Ray Black played. When he died suddenly in a Prague bar, he left nothing behind, except, perhaps, an invitation. Continue reading →
When I brought the three-headed kitten home, I knew I had a friend for life. LIttle Buddy felt the same way. Continue reading →
Funerals aren't for the departed, so he saved his final joke until we were alone. What's a little earthquake between friends? Continue reading →
Strange things are going on, and that cricket just keeps chirping. It's enough to drive a lesser man mad. But I knew what the creature really was and where it was from. It was up to me to save the world. Continue reading →