Kona Poems

I also dabbled in writing poetry. A local group held weekly readings in a small coffee shop. They called their group “Kona Poems.” I’d taken a college course on Geoffery Chaucer and his hilarious (and, some would say, deeply religious) Canterbury Tales. I decided to go and try my skills with the locals. The venueContinue reading “Kona Poems”

The Mistake, Revisited

“We’ve reviewed the court transcripts and there were no conditions placed on the reduction of charges from Felony Assault with a Deadly Weapon, Doorknob. The defendant is charged with reckless misdemeanor assault and resisting arrest.” Judge Judgeson turned his gaze from Mr. Phycks to Ms. Anesthesia and back as he gave his pronouncement. Phycks andContinue reading “The Mistake, Revisited”

Sexing the Mice

I met Hans the next day at Room 201 on the second floor of the Annexation Building. Charlie Deckard, the mouse sexer, was with him. We entered the room. The mice were already there, in cages on a couple of carts. “Alright, let’s do this” said Charlie. “Hans and Justin, just feed me the cages.Continue reading “Sexing the Mice”

Pathology Lab

I pushed my cart on down the hall to the Pathology lab, and key carded in. I stopped at the front desk. “HI, I’m from Radiation Safety. Somebody called for a Brachy Seed check.” “Oh, yeah. I think that’s Tyra. Sue! Radiation Safety is here. Who called? Tyra?” “Yeah, down the third aisle.” “Third aisle.”Continue reading “Pathology Lab”

Hans and Marguerita

Here came Hans Koblenz and Marguerita Semolina down the hall, as I rolled my cart toward Pathology to check the radiation levels on some prostate seeds. Marguerita looked fit and healthy in her blue culottes and chest binder. Hans wore his competition squash outfit; a tight jet black cotton and spandex twill with rising sun,Continue reading “Hans and Marguerita”

A Death in Canada

“They’re going to kill someone” I had said to McMurfee, during one of our meetings after I realized I’d been TEASER-ed. “They’re using these things with no training. They deny using them at all. They could have killed me.” “You’ve got no proof they TEASER-ed you. It’s your word against theirs. They’ll win.” McMurfee countered.Continue reading “A Death in Canada”

Substance Abuse 2: The Magic Book

Went to Group Substance Abuse after work. Checked in. Paid the co-pay. Pissed in the cup. Sat back down. The coordinator came in and sat down. Waited for all to arrive. I got this down. Once everyone arrived, a second counselor came in the room. He was an older guy, maybe in his 50s, andContinue reading “Substance Abuse 2: The Magic Book”

Cervantes Testimony

“Please bring in the next witness, Bailiff” said the Judge. “Mr. Underbred, you may return to the witness room.” “The next witness is Deputy Eduardo Cervantes” announced the Bailiff. Deputy Cervantes took the stand, and I recognized him as the deputy who arrived on a motorcycle. He was also the one who spoke to meContinue reading “Cervantes Testimony”

a cup of coffee

I called Attorney Phycks and left a message. “Hi this is Justin Marlin, blah blah blah, I wanna sue the County Sheriff for excessive use of force.” His paralegal returned my call shortly thereafter and we set up an appointment. His office was in downtown Roquefort. I found parking and rode the elevator up toContinue reading “a cup of coffee”

Goodbye, McMurphree

McMurphree set up an appointment to talk about my case and the plea offer. “What do you think?” he asked “Will you accept the plea deal and finish this off? I got you down from a felony to a misdemeanor. If you take the deal, all you plead guilty to is Resisting Arrest.” “Did youContinue reading “Goodbye, McMurphree”