by Fred Nicholson | Oct 5, 2018 | All Mixed Up, Stories
‘You will die today’, greets me in the morning, some times. I used to quake, be rattled, and scrunch up under the bed covers. Now I get up, accept today is the day, shower, flush, brush, dress, collar Kaia and pull the door closed behind us. I help her up...
by Fred Nicholson | Sep 27, 2018 | All Mixed Up, Stories
a Blank Page She was ninety-five and bedridden for 30 plus years. There were caregivers and her window faced the Catholic Church spires. Laying there, looking out praying, she died. Deb and I were offered the apartment, if we moved everything out and did all the...
by Fred Nicholson | Aug 26, 2018 | All Mixed Up, Stories
a Tall Tale or a Short Story? Dinosaurs walked these streets before us. We named them streets. Earth is earth, no matter what you call it. Give that a thought or longer So here we are, walking dinosaur streets. What follows? A Tall Tale, this wasn’t. A Short...
by Fred Nicholson | Jul 23, 2018 | All Mixed Up, Stories
These are dangerous times when a U.S. President is willing to create a ‘Crusader War’ with Iran, to mask his own evil rise to power. Amazingly enough, he made the same threats to North Korea, before he and Kim Jong-un became bosom buddies. The most...
by Fred Nicholson | Jan 9, 2015 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Your Worst Nightmare I am your night mare bitch in heat volcanic ash budding embers laying-low until next time. Dishes pots and pans full food cans flung across the room puts ‘I love you’ to the test. Do you pass or fail to see the light of day each time you...
by Fred Nicholson | Apr 21, 2014 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Taxiii . . . When I returned from Vietnam I held many different jobs for short periods of time. For more years than I can remember I drove a New York City taxicab at nights and had a multitude of memorable experiences doing so. I once picked up three young people, a...
by Fred Nicholson | Apr 21, 2014 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Hey woman, run next door and tell Charlie we’d like some hotdogs. What did you say? What, I gotta repeat myself? This is the fourth of July. We supposed to have hot dogs. You must have lost your mind. The shock of them repossessing our clothes, furniture and...
by Fred Nicholson | Apr 21, 2014 | All Mixed Up, Stories
bang bang banging on the door. “Open up! It’s the police!” I look down at the busted jug and at the dent in the wall, where the statue virgin mary whizzed past my head. Sure, I could have left run away years ago but each time we took another gamble. The gambling is...
by Fred Nicholson | Apr 21, 2014 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Rachel climbed the stairs. ‘One leg up down and pull up the rest of me. Left . . . right . . . left . . .’ More than a few times she stopped to suck in some thinning air. Rachel looked up through the spiraling steps. She still had a long way to go. She was like that...
by Fred Nicholson | Dec 2, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
What you gonna do when HE comes for you? When HIS ship lands HE will first whisk all the other living organisms aboard, from land, sea and air. When they’re all comfy cozy HE will say to us humans, “I’m taking Christian, Muslim, Jew, and all other faiths too....
by Fred Nicholson | Nov 18, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
I’m visiting a couple of friends. We’re eating dinner and drinking wine. Sex enters the talk. He winks at me, looks at her and says, ‘My wooden leg nourishes our sex life. Don’t believe me, ask her’. Sylvia gets up to clear the table,...
by Fred Nicholson | Aug 24, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
If I had eaten a million and 2 apples, and each was more golden delicious than the last, I’d love apples. When I chomp down on the one-millionth and third and choke on a mouthful of rot, maggots and worms, our love affair may be changed from then on. Fear,...
by Fred Nicholson | Aug 13, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Smile! What’s the use of crying? Though your heart is aching and breaking, just keep smiling and maybe the sun will come shining through. When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by if you smile. Light up the gladness. Hide the sadness. Although a tear may be ever...
by Fred Nicholson | Jul 2, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Merriam defines it as ‘an unpleasant often strong emotion caused by anticipation or awareness of danger and accompanied by increased automatic activity’. I say, ‘Huh?’. Roosevelt said the only thing to fear is fear itself. I agree with him....
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 27, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Here’s an interesting read. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_largest_empires This Wikipedia page lists the world’s largest empires by land area and GDP. For some unknown reason America doesn’t make the list. The USA has the largest military deployment in the world...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 22, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Black or white is how I sometimes perceive an incoming remark. One such example follows. A few weeks ago I called a friend while driving. A short time into our chitchat she asked if I was driving and I said, ‘No’. Nearing the end of our talk I admitted to having been...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 17, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
This afternoon I stopped at the Albertson’s crosswalk for the Oriental man pulling the grocery cart with two little bubbly kids side by side, one brown and one blonde, pushing. I heart smiled. ***** I’ve heard, “Morning little lady”. I haven’t heard anyone coin...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 7, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Check her out? Who? Over there, in the rain coat. Check out that booty. Man, she’s cute. Yeah, but what is she doing here? Could be working for someone in the valley, but I’ve never seen her before. Look. She didn’t buy anything. Maybe she’s hiding a...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 5, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
We’re all American, right? The political types gobble-gobble about protecting American interests. Are they talking about protecting all our American interests or about their selected few? The next time you hear those 3 words (protecting American interests), ask...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 5, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
Love The Black Eyed Peas and Justin Timberlake sing, ‘Where is the Love?’. I enjoy most of the Black Eyed Peas songs and lyrics. I work out to their fast beats at the health club. From the first time I listened to ‘Where is the Love?’ I was...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 4, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
I hand the bank teller a twenty dollar bill. ‘May I get two rolls of quarters?’ ‘Sure.’ ‘Its for my dog. I put her through the washer and dryer at the laundromat.’ ‘You what . . .’ Yeah, she’s in the car....
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 3, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
So here is a question for you? What does ‘we’re all one‘ mean? Here’s another! Do you believe it? Guys let’s use a little imagination to put ourselves in the following scenario. So there you are biting dogs and popping corn with your men friends at your place....
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 3, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
We say, ‘change is inevitable’, believing the span it took to say it is rock solid. In the tiniest particle, change is evident. In stagnation there is change. Examine a mind or a pool with a microscope to prove it. Examine the bleached remains found on the Arizona...
by Fred Nicholson | Jun 3, 2012 | All Mixed Up, Stories
We’re bombarded by ‘up to the minute’ news stories every day. You’d think we would have moved on by now. You’ll understand my meaning shortly. Webster defines news as: a report of recent events. http://newsletter.lifetips.com/ says the word news was coined from the...
