“Spring was becoming summer, not yet the oppressive heat of July and August, but sweaty days that were harbingers. Of course, now we had… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“All the rainbow banners were still there; the storm [Katrina] had left them intact. Interesting that the gay and bawdy sections of town were… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“All that remained of the protesters were the few stalwart enough to have survived watching two women kiss. I guess they were afraid if… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“All right, I thought, as one long-winded winner ("And I'd like to thanks my parakeet and his veterinarian...") finally exited” — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“Hell was grey. Dim and lifeless... I felt numb and in pain at the same time and that was not supposed to happen in… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“I don't know how long I lay in the mud. Perhaps a minute, perhaps a day. Time was a court jester, playing tricks on… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
