Cheryl screamed and threw her dead cellular phone. It hit the dirt floor and then skittered under the wooden table. How long will I last out here with no water? After a couple of shots of tequila, signing up seemed like such a great idea. She wanted everyone to recognize her name and now it... Continue Reading →
Compassion to Concussions
I picked Trinity from The Matrix to go to battle for me in Clay Morgan’s March Movie Madness because she had it all: explosive strength, courage, intelligence, speed, beauty, and she rode a motorcycle like it was an extension of her own amazing body. She had those killer leather outfits, super cool shades and made... Continue Reading →