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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Getting The Moose Eye
It was a safe deposit key. I took it off Gourd’s necklace and slipped it into my wallet. Underneath my driver’s license. My curiosity was definitely aroused. Nobody wore a safe deposit key aroun… more →
Skeletons and Keys
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Getting The Moose Eye
Steve Beigel wrote 10 months ago: It was a safe deposit key. I took it off Gourd’s necklace and slipped it into my wallet. Under … more →
Chapter Twenty-Six: And Then There Was One
Steve Beigel wrote 10 months ago: Payne Weasley’s eyes were closed. Like if he didn’t open them, nothing bad would happen. … more →
Chapter Twenty-Five: Forever Floats Away
Steve Beigel wrote 10 months ago: The depositions of Tweed and myself were deadly boring affairs, with only two significant occurrence … more →
Chapter Twenty-Four: Hawaiian Coin Hourglasses
Steve Beigel wrote 10 months ago: It took a full year for the lawsuit to reach trial. I won’t go into the details since it would take … more →
Chapter Twenty-Three: Sifting Through The Wreckage
Steve Beigel wrote 10 months ago: The lawyer spelled it out for us. SOL. Shit Out of Luck. A California partnership was a peculiar bus … more →
Chapter Twenty-Two: The Betrayal
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: It was 2000. The heady days were over. Long gone. Microsoft had squeezed us down to a pimple. Tweed … more →
Chapter Twenty-One: Cracks In The Mirror
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: The bloom was off the Babble and Autumn was in the air. “Fucking Microsoft,” Art swore. … more →
Chapter Twenty: Surviving The Carcass Fest
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: Microsoft Windows 3.0 was released in 1990. By 1995 it had virtually replaced the old MS-DOS operati … more →
Chapter Nineteen: Bonkers And Buckets
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: “This is it,” Art said. “The big one.” We were driving south to Scotts Valley in Art’s old VW. It wa … more →
Chapter Eighteen: Birth Of The Babble
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: Babble Software opened for business in 1986. Its product was called Tower of Babble. Tweed and I for … more →
Chapter Seventeen: It Will Never Work
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: “You should enter the pie eating contest,” Art said to me. “I know you would win. … more →
Chapter Sixteen: The Coffin Solution
Steve Beigel wrote 11 months ago: Margaret was no longer my boss. This did not sit well with her. Nor did my working at home instead o … more →
Chapter Fifteen: Wading Into Forever
Steve Beigel wrote 12 months ago: The river was a few miles north of town. The swimming area was downstream from the bridge. Upstream, … more →
Chapter Fourteen: That Cupid Kite
Steve Beigel wrote 12 months ago: Tweed and I leaned on the railing of his back porch, passing a joint back and forth. A doobie they c … more →
Chapter Thirteen: TellingWays And GoingBlind
Steve Beigel wrote 1 year ago: Art and I drove down to Sacramento to pick up the new computer he had ordered. It was a day time tri … more →
Chapter Twelve: Posh Nosh Prelude
Steve Beigel wrote 1 year ago: Two weeks crawled by. “Let’s get some lunch,” Margaret announced. It was Tuesday. … more →
Chapter Eleven: Byte Boy Meets Gorgeous Girl
Steve Beigel wrote 1 year ago: My cabin was fairly large for a dog house. Three old wooden steps led to the front door. Inside was … more →
Chapter Ten: Gritting And Squirming
Steve Beigel wrote 1 year ago: After Wayne left, Art came over to me. “How’s it going?” “Fine. I’m ju … more →
Chapter Nine: Don't Call Her Marge
Steve Beigel wrote 1 year ago: The Tweed’s office was located in an old, rickety wooden building that propped off the ledge o … more →
