The girl in the bathtub turned to look at Kevin. “Do you like what you see?” she asked, responding to his staring… “The dreams I mean” “Dreams?” Kevin asked. “All I see are paintings.” The girl moved the painting she was[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Since the holidays are upon us I decided to go with Christmas movies or in this case christmas-ish films since in both of their cases to call them Christmas films is a bit of a stretch. With one taking place[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“So Mr. Ng, we meet again,” The white rabbit said as it slowly walked down the stairs. It swished the wine glass in its paw. Silently hoards of huge hulking rabbits appeared behind him. They hopped downstairs flanking Kevin and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Kevin held on to the white whale for dear life. Peaseblossom flew ahead so he would have room. “Where did you get this?” He asked. “There was a mix up with the shark so Bert had to get somethin’ else,”[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Kevin climbed down from the white whale to Santa’s latest drop off point. This one was extremely drab-looking a whole lot like a recycled oil rig. Despite all this the place was bustling with Christmas personal (in this case mostly[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Peter watched Santa’s sleigh disappear into the distance. “Looks like the kid pulled it off.” He said Now that’s left is the paperwork”. Bert tugged at the big man’s pants leg. He looked down at the Koala Bear who looked[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Peter took off his glasses and massaged his temples. “It’s not important what I mean by that. I don’t know if Peaseblossom figured it’s just as well she hasn’t told you yet. In the meantime make sure they get to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Peaseblossom grinned as the elevator door closed. She was so excited she almost wanted to dance. This time there was no way for Kevin… HER Kevin could escape. None of him waking up, falling asleep, taking wrong turns into different[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As people may guess from the Rhapsodies annual Christmas story, Santa Claus has always been the favorite part of Christmas. When I was growing up I took great pleasure in deluding myself over his existence. (Technically I still do but[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
