Finally, actually full since your visit to this strange land of men in kilts, which now includes you, you sleep hard. Waking the next day, you look again in the bath for means of a wash, and spot a button high on the white wall, the same color. Crossing your fingers that it does not [...]

Food. The one word kept being repeated over and over. Food. Gentle hands surrounded you, up-tight and in your personal space so that you just wanted to scream ‘get back’, but the smiles were so determinedly friendly that you could not. Besides, you remembered how freaked out the waitress at Johnny’s Omie had been when [...]

In the square room, surrounded by hundreds of non-singing songsters, you face the soft-voiced old man who speaks English to you by way of miracle he claims. Its enough to have your mouth open, stop, close, open, and stop again. Another man begins speaking, and you sense an authority about him. Everyone turns to listen [...]

The broad-bellied man with the bright blue leather belt, unlike any man you have seen here, and the red tartan kilt like the rest of the men in the huge square room, except for you, reaches out, clasps you to his chest and kisses the top of your head. He steps back and waits. The [...]

You dream of talking Scotty dogs in kilts, and white wigs eating parsnips, and wake to female giggles. Rubbing your eyes of sleep, you spot two bewigged gal-pals conversing in the next room. One turns and smirks at you, pointing her legs at her legs which are trouser covered with a bright blue felt. The [...]

An hour later, you have another of Bill Gate’s Home-cooked Delites. This time its a slice of country ham rolled around a filling of tomato relish, chopped up jalopeno, and black olives with a dessert of rhubarb pie. You quench your thirst by walking over to the sink. “Rise.” It lifts itself up to a [...]

Just why are we here instead of nothing at all? Why is beer so common in all cultures associated with Womynity? Why are there electrons instead of cartrons? The last one is easy I realized as I stared into my four or is it seventh cup? Cartrons would crash into each other and annihilate a [...]

Noise from the alley, a tuneless whistling jerks you awake in your stolen cot in the basement where you had been driven by pursuing police mini-copters. Opening your eyes hopefully, you see by the pink floor through the doorway that this is no nightmare. Just two or was it three days ago, you were a [...]

Panting, you shove once against the wind, and the plastic wood-grained you now see, door at stair-top half-closes. Flops back open. Your whole arm shivers. You are weaker than you thought. A thwop-thwop sound of a small police copter that will chase you into your nightmares resounds up the alleyway out the door. It dopplers [...]

Another police copter for dolls. Close. Too close. Not at all quiet. It shouts. “Hands up. Do not move!” Yet you cannot stop. A step right. Bang against a wooden door. Tumble down a set of steps. Wait to be captured as you lay like a broken doll at the bottom of the steps. See [...]