Martin's PodCast Stories and Movie Reviews

Super Entanglement

2012-02-04T06:19:00.000-08:00

Jedd and Ben had got their first job.

The walked into the home of the physics professor and talked to his wife Martha.

"Just clean up all the food and coffee. And whatever you do don't touch anything! He's running some important experiments."

Jedd just nodded.

Ben listened to music on his iTunes collection unable to hear anything but just nodded.

She left and then began cleaning up.

Ben looked at the article by the famous Quantum Physicist Qi Loo McMurpy. It read. "Proposals for Experiments supporting Super Quantum entanglement Field Theory."

"Don't touch anything dude! I want to get paid this time."

However Ben didn't hear Jedd and looked at a machine aiming a fine laser light at a block of metal.

The parameters on the unit firing the beam read, Units, Dispersion Ratio, Depth and Exclusion Radius.

"Wonder what this does dude?" asked Ben.

Ben changed the units from nanometers to meters, then set the dept to 10 and hit the go button.

Jedd screamed.

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The newscaster read the emergency bulletin. "More on the breaking news relating to the disappeared town of Aurora. The national guard have rescued the two lone survivors Ben Bradley and Jedd Smith. Both teenagers claim to know nothing about the mysterious disappearance of the town."

There was a close up of Ben. "It wasn't me! I didn't press any buttons! Don't send me to Guantanamo," shouted Ben.

Zombie Defense

2012-01-31T11:16:00.001-08:00

Will start writing it shortly.

Blind Date

2012-01-31T11:12:00.001-08:00

Jerry had left the apartment and gone on the Internet arranged blind date, waving goodbye to his room mates Tess and Joe.

"Good luck!" said Tess. She gave Jerry two thumbs up but Joe just kept surfing the net disinterestedly.

In the morning Jerry returned in a wheel chair. He had a neck brace and his left arm was broken and in a cast. His right leg was fractured and his glasses had been broken in two and then stuck back together with some tape.

"OMG!! What happened!" asked Tess.

"Aw it was just a simple misunderstanding," said Jerry. "Turns out she's an international assassin and she thought I was someone sent to kill her by some evil rival organization secretly working on a new world order. Luckily she figured out she'd made a mistake. She found my online invite when she searched my pockets." He looked at Tess' drink. "Say, can I have some of that juice? I'm parched. I was in the hospital all night."

Tess nodded and let Jerry sip some juice from a straw.

"So how did the Blind Date go then?"

Jerry nodded. "Apart from that pretty good actually."

EUU Update

2012-01-24T16:10:00.000-08:00

I realize I have not updated EUU in quite a while but I hope to restart it shortly this week. This episode will be called "The Zombie Defense". Bunny's back and the story behind Delcass will be filled in. There will also be some more detail on the N-Teks and where it will lead Fowler. It'll be one of the biggest episodes so far but I will try to have lots of humor in it.

21st December 1952

2012-01-12T15:05:00.000-08:00

They had assembled in the dark of night and driven through the snow.

The president was officially on a break.

The five star generals assembled in the cold hangar.

The aliens approached from the other end of the hangar and they all met at a table.

The generals stood around the president as he signed the agreement to witness it.

Majestic 12 looked on. Emeritus professors and nobel winners.

The aliens signed the agreement and the president smiled and then was escorted away by his security detachment.

It was over as soon as it had begun.

"So it's done," said the Professor. "They got their sixty years agreement. Four generations. Think of what we'll learn from them."

The general dragged on his cigar deeply.

"It had better be worth it," said the general. "We're going to have to keep a lid on it. It's not going to be easy."

"So it ends on December 21st 2012. That's in the Mayan Calendar isn't it?" murmured the Nobel Prize winner.

The colonel stubbed out his cigar and shrugged. "It's just a coincidence. Now gentlemen, get to work."

Will It Be Any Good?

2012-01-08T14:37:00.001-08:00

This year Prometheus

They say "Never go back" but it looks like Ridley Scott has...

Happy Christmas

2011-12-25T16:22:00.000-08:00

Dare to dream.

Have a great 2012.

A Winter's Tale Dublin Style

2011-12-24T18:00:00.000-08:00

Terence Smitherton Hayes had fallen out of his favorite wine bar on New Year's eve onto the streets of Dublin.

Depressed, he staggered down Grafton street, finding that his life no longer had any meaning.

He stood half way between the Northside and Southside of Dublin and climbed up onto the O'Connell bridge wall that had stood there for over one hundred years.

Penelope had dumped Terence for his best friend Roger and he was inconsolable. In these tough times, Terence still drove a BMW X5 and Terence secretly believed this was why Penelope dumped him.

"Goodbye cruel world!" shouted Terence, in his best West British accent.

Some young Northside teenager passed by. "Jump you wanker!" said one of the teenagers.

They laughed but were pushed away by a middle aged man and they disappeared into the gathering fog.

"Bud, I wouldn't do that if I were you," said the man.

"I don't want to live!" protested Terence.

The middle aged man pulled out a cigarette and lit up. It only seemed to be him and Terence now.

Fog covered everything else.

"Well then hurry up Bud, I haven't all night," said the man. He dragged hard on his cigarette.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me bud, hurry up. I'm bleedin' freezing and I want to get home."

"That's no way to talk to me!" shouted Terence. "I'm upset can't you see!"

"Yeah, and I'm cold Terence and I want to go home."

"How did you know my name?"

"It's in the book bud." He pulled out a book. "We can't afford no Kindle bud, cut-backs. Says here, Terence - that's you by the way - will throw himself into the river Liffey coz he got dumped by his girlfriend. Boo hoo."

"I don't understand," said Terence.

"I'm an Angel bud."

"You?! - you're an angel!!"

"What's that supposed to mean? Me!! - an angel?"

"You look rough for an Angel. What's your name?"

"My name's Paddy the Angel. You got a problem with that bud? Thing is if you'd chosen to jump from two pillars back, Gabriel or Gaye as well all call him would have had to turn up. But you're on my Northside turf now Bud, so what's it to be, jump or no jump?" Paddy the angel looked at his watch. "Times marching on."

"Aren't you going to tell me how important I am and how I made such a difference and that I need to stay?"

"Sorry bud, no time, cut backs."

"What do you mean cut backs? I demand to see my important bits so I can make up my mind!"

"No can do bud."

"I demand to speak to your superior! I want to make a complaint!!" protested Terence.

"Watch out for the ice," said Paddy.

"What ice?" asked Terence. Suddenly, he felt himself slip and he was hanging onto the edge of the bridge by his fingers.

"You put that ice there didn't you! You caused me to slip! I don't want to jump now!!"

"Sorry bud, decision's been made, you're going into the Liffey. You had a nice life but it's over now!"

"No please stop!!! I'll live a good life. I'll...."

Paddy the angel took out a small silver hammer and tapped Terence's hands until his fingers let go of the bridge.

"Sorry bud, cut backs," said Paddy and he winked at Terence.

Terence screamed out and hit the cold water, going under.

When he came up, there was a life saver there which he grabbed onto. A person pulled on the attached rope and pulled him to safety.

In the distance, on the top of O'Connell bridge, the figure of Paddy the Angel disappeared and the fog lifted.

Terence was pulled to safety and sat on the steps.

"Didn't you see him?" demanded Terence, shaking with the cold. "That angel tried to kill me!"

"Don't mind him," said the elderly man, smiling gently. "His bark is worse than his bite. Oh and by the way, my name's Gabriel."

Internal Affairs

2011-12-04T14:43:00.001-08:00

Jack took his car home after seeing Mel his mistress. She kissed him good night and he drove home through the forest.

His cell phone rang. His wife rang wondering where he was and what was taking so long. "No, no baby. I'm on my way home," said Jack smoothly. "The game of poker with the guys ran over, that's all."

He clicked off and smoked some more in the car to mask Mel's smell.

Ahead of him he saw what looked like a bright star in the sky.

Suddenly, his car stalled, losing power.

"Goddammit," said Jack. He blinked and then his body froze.

On board the Reticulun research vessel, Jack lay out stretched. Two Ret officers had been assigned to pick a research candidate and draw up a report.

"Engage the probe," said Wulfd.

Zessan nodded and pressed a button.

However the probe did not work.

"Engage the probe!" shouted Wulfd in Zessan's mind.

"The probe is not functioning."

"You were assigned the task of testing it before our mission." Wulfd pointed accusingly.

"It was your task. I do not report into you." Zessan stood up to him.

"I am from the Maja Caverns. Do not address me like that you low ranking pond scum!!" Wulfd threw the tester at Zessan. "Test!!"

However Zessan threw it back at Wulfd. "YOU TEST!"

They moved close to each other. "You are the dropping of your fathers eggs!" said Zessan.

Wulfd pulled his weapon. "Withdraw your insult or I will send you back as egg spawn."

"They told me you were unstable. Reject!" shouted Zessan. He grabbed Wulfd's arm but a shot was unleashed which struck the control cable inside the craft and it began to spin crazily out of control towards the ground.

A bright explosive flash lit up the forest.

When Jack finally opened his eyes he screamed out. Military men in environment suit were examining him. He looked to his left and then his right at the two dead aliens. He was unable to move.

"Who do you work for?" shouted the military officer in the uniform. "Why were you sent to Earth! What was your mission? Are you planning to invade the Earth!?"

"I'm Jack. I come from Hudson," said Jack feebly. "Can someone please get me some pants?"

Wishful Thinking

2011-12-02T10:30:00.001-08:00

Matt, Ed and Katherine traversed downwards into the caves under the Arabian desert on guide lines.

"So this is finally it," said Ed.

"And you doubted us!" replied Katherine. She kissed her long time boy friend Matt but he pulled away distractedly, looking at the map. "The old man in the market place with one eye wasn't lying to us. I told you!"

"This way," said Matt.

"Yes Indy," joked Ed.

Katherine chuckled.

They went around the lake and then Matt lit the torch and the cavern lit up with light.

They all gasped.

There was a mountain of gold coins and at the top of the mountain was a green bottle, resting on a velvet cushion.

Eagerly they climbed.

Matt grabbed the bottle which was inscribed with Arabic letters.

"What does it say?" asked Matt.

He gave it to Katherine.

"To the holder of this bottle I grant one wish."

She looked under the bottom of the bottle where there was some other writing, decoding it.

"Mostly that's it. You have to rub it."

Matt did so and the Genie appeared.

"Please tell me your wish, my master."

Matt thought about it for a minute. "I've been thinking about this since we bought this map, so here it is. I want to be the world's best judge of character."

"Your wish is my command," replied the Genie.

Matt then looked at Ed and Katherine. The smile on his face was replaced with one of shock.

"Oh no," said Matt.

"What?" asked Ed.

"You're my best friend and you're secretly in love with me. Why didn't you tell me you were gay Ed?"

Ed burst into tears. "I couldn't tell you. I wanted to be close to you. Please forgive me!!!"

Matt then looked at Katherine. "And you've been secretly in love with Ed all along. That was the only reason you went out with me. You always thought he was a better dresser than me and you made out with him right before we went on this trip but he said a friend wouldn't do that! Katherine how could you!!!"

"But I fell in love with you later. I was just infatuated with Ed." She shrugged.

Matt just let out a cry, gave the bottle to Ed and ran off into the darkness.

Ed rubbed the bottle. "No need to rub it again. Just tell me your wish," said the genie slightly impatiently.

"I want to be the richest man in the world!" demanded Ed.

"Your bank account now has a billion trillion dollars!" The Genie snapped his fingers.

"Yesssss!" shouted Ed. "But first I've gotta find Matt"

He climbed down the mound of gold.

"Matt we're rich!!" shouted Ed. "And I looooooove you!"

Katherine was left holding the bottle.

"And your wish?"

"Tell me what my future holds," she wiped a tear out of her eye.

"You and I will become great lovers. The world will celebrate our love which will be greater than that of Cleopatra and Julius Ceasar."

"Really?" said Katherine.

The genie nodded and reached out his hand.

"I read all the writing on this bottle," explained Katherine. "I'm not just some blond bimbo you know. I can decipher ancient languages. You want to know what word is on the bottom of this bottle?"

"Pray tell beautiful woman," said the genie.

"It says - fragile."

Katherine dropped the bottle on the ground and it smashed. The genie cried out and disappeared in a flash, leaving only smoke.

All the gold in the cavern disappeared and was replaced by the bones of all the people who had made wishes in the cavern and later died there.

"You don't get out much do you?" she said as the remains of the genie finally disappeared. She climbed down the mound of bones.

"Guys! Wait up!" shouted Katherine.

Master Class

2011-11-25T10:17:00.001-08:00

Phil had slept in New York city with the other protesters until the cops had come and cleared away his tent. He'd earned a black eye from his scuffle with a cop and got his picture in the paper.

He'd worn a sign. "I have a college degree so where the Hell is my job?"

He returned to Queens and worked in his Dad's hunting shop.

His dad had no money to pay him but Phil did it to pass the time and put it on his Resume to show he was doing something.

"I saw you on the news in the protests," said the old man who came in. "So you can speak ten languages?"

Phil nodded. "Eleven now. I learned Tibetan while I was on the protests. So you here to buy something or just for the small talk?"

"My name is Mister Rogers, I would like to help you out with a job offer. My employer feels you might be the right person for a new position that's opened up." The old man's chest rattled and he seemed to spit up blood.

Phil took the card and the address in the Hamptons.

"What harm can it do?" said his father. "Work is work!"

So Phil made the call and drove to the Hamptons.

The winter sky was dark when Phil buzzed into the walled compound.

"I'm here to see Mister Lefanu about a job," he said into the buzzer. His breath frosted over.

The electric gates squeaked open.

The front door was open when he walked to the entrance.

"A young pale woman in a black dress pointed to a study and then disappeared into the shadows.

The study had a strange smell of incense.

Phil sat down and looked at Mister Lefanu whose face was shrouded in darkness.

"So how much does this job pay?" asked Phil getting to the point. He didn't want to waste his time.

A six figure sum was written on a piece of paper and shoved forward.

"I have houses all over the world. I value discretion," said Lefanu. "I admired your fighting spirit on the news last week. The world is full of people who like to play it safe."

"Look man, I'm a linguist. That's what I do. Some shit balls in Wall street screwed up the economy and now I can't get a job. It makes me angry so I protested. What's they've done is not cool."

Lefanu threw some foreign phrases at Phil and he responded quickly.

"So you work in your father's hunting shop."

Phil nodded.

"Do you know guns?"

Phil nodded.

Lefanu threw a gun on the table. "What do you think of this one?"

"It's a glock, short recoil." Phil shrugged. "I prefer knives."

"What kind of knives?" asked Lefanu.

Phil pulled a large one out he had hidden under his jacket.

"It's a bowie knife. It's useful for people who like to screw with you and pretend they have a job for you but they're really just screwed up."

Phil stood up to leave.

"I'm willing to offer you the job," said Lefanu. "I like you."

"Maybe I don't like you."

Lefanu sat forward and Phil saw his sunken cheeks and dark blood shot eyes.

"If you don't take the job, I will kill you in this room. Then I will take that knife and skin every member of your family tonight and drink their blood for my supper. How does that sound?" He stood up over six feet tall. His finger nails looked like talons. He opened his mouth and Phil saw his razor sharp incisors. "Not to mention in these times, a job's a job!"

Phil nodded. "Ok you have my attention" Phil put away his knife. "But I have another question."

"Please sit," said Lefanu.

Both sat down again. "There's a recession going on out there. I need a good 401K plan, stock options, five weeks paid holidays and a sports car."

Lefanu sat back. "Done but we'll need to chat about your vacation time."

Time And Again

2011-11-19T03:49:00.001-08:00

Madge became increasingly concerned Jack was secretly having an affair.

Once again her husband went out and switched off his cell phone.

Within an hour, she received a phone call from the private detective she had hired.

"I'm afraid to tell you it's true," said Jon the Detective. "Twice a week he meets a woman."

"Where!" demanded Madge.

"In his research lab," said Jon.

"She appears to have some secret entrance. One of my guys got some shots of him with her."

"After all we've been through, he's been cheating on me in his office!" Times had been hard for Madge and Jack. They'd put their life savings into his work and remortgaged the house twice.

Madge arrived in Jack's work and cornered Jack.

"I know you're having an affair Jack, how could you!" said Madge emotionally. "Where is she?"

"It's not like that honey," said Jack.

"Don't call me honey!"

Jack raised his hands. "Ok, ok. You can come out now," he said to the woman who had been hiding.

A woman who looked remarkably like Madge stepped out. She was wearing designer shoes and clothes and looked like she'd had a serious make over.

"Hello Madge," said the woman who looked like Madge.

"What is this?"

"It's you Honey but from the future," said Jack. "My transport device finally worked but it had a side-effect where it could also transport people through time. In the future, we're the richest people on the planet because of my invention. We're famous honey!! You got the boob job and the tummy tuck and all those other jobs you always wanted. You even have your own personal trainer and houses all over the world. All our hard work paid off."

However, Madge just folded her arms and leaned her head sideways. "You think I was born yesterday?!" said Madge. "You're sleeping with that slut, aren't you!!!!"

Interview With An Occultist

2011-11-16T12:21:00.001-08:00

World famous Researcher and Symbologist Ron Brownfield had traced the secret path of the Ancient Illuminated Society of Occultists across Europe with the help of Interpol.

"You must help us Mr. Ron," said Inspector Daniella Virta the half Italian half French Interpol detective. "The Ancient Society of Occultists are planning the end of the world. You must help us work out all the clues."

But it was too late. Ron only figured out the last clue when there was a full moon on December 21st 2012.

Ron and Daniella held each other in their arms.

"May God have mercy on our souls," said Ron. "I should have solved the mystery sooner. Tonight they will bring forth the AntiChrist demon and the world will come to an end."

"Should we sleep with each other before the world comes to an end?" she asked.

Ron nodded, looking into his code book. "It can't do any harm."

In the morning, the world had not come to an end but Daniella got a phone call.

"What is it?" asked Ron.

"They found the Secret Ancient Illuminated Society of Occultists," said Daniella. She paused and gathered her breath. "And there is a body."

"A body?"

"It is a demon but it is dead," she gasped. "It is in a Chateau not far from here. We were so close."

Ron nodded and they drove to the Chateaux.

The hooded figure of the head of the society stood in handcuffs in the giant wine cellar surrounded by armed Interpol police.

"Ah Ron, we thought we had out smarted you but you win again," said Frederik Le Plangon, head of the Secret order of Occultists.

"I don't understand," said Ron. "You did outsmart me! Last night you should have brought forth the antichrist demon."

"We did. We knew you were following us so we did the ceremony here in the cellar."

Ron looked at the demonic form which had stab wounds all over it and its head had been cut off.

"My God, it's horrible," said Ron. He placed his hand over his mouth.

"So you finally saw the error of your ways and realized what an evil creature this was and you chopped its head off," said Danielle.

"Not really," said Frederick. "I like how it looks. Quite appealing to me really."

Ron interjected, trying to figure out the reason for them slaying it. "So it's because it would have brought on the end of the world but you stopped it. Was that the reason you slayed it?" said Ron.

"I don't care about the end of the world, I wanted the master to rule over it!" declared Frederik.

"Then why man, why!!!!" shouted Ron. It was a mystery even he could not understand.

There was a look of horror in Frederik's eyes as he looked around the centuries old wine cellar. "He was the true AntiChrist. When he arrived to join us, he turned all of our wine into water. Generations of precious wines were ruined in an instant, even the ones we planned to celebrate with the master, over some tasty cheeses which I had personally picked. All gone... I could not... bear it!!!"

Daniella almost let out a scream. Tears flooded into her eyes. "Mon dieu! Non!!! Not the wine!"

"So it was pure evil, as I thought," whispered Ron looking at the beast and then closed his code book. "Now I understand."

He sucked in a breath, not knowing if he would ever be able to recover from coming close to such evil.

"Fancy a bit of dinner tonight with some beers?" he said to Daniella.

Angela Merkel finally gets some good news

2011-11-16T10:06:00.001-08:00

President Obama has offered to take over the day to day running of Europe.

Of course, this is just a joke... President Obama would be crazy to do something like this!!

Holly's Gone

2011-11-12T14:54:00.001-08:00

"And in the news today," said the newscaster. "The final Hollywood DreamyWorks movie studio has closed down due to high production costs. Recent technological advances on home computers has seen the blossoming of movie making on simple home computer setups. Many movie critics have stated with this closure, the Classic age of the studio movie is dead."

Action hero and movie star Gordon McFly switched off his holographic TV and answered the phone to his Hollywood agent Steve Flumenstein.

"So tell me the numbers," said Gordon.

"Opening day, it's brought in one hundred and fifty thousand dollars. More than we estimated Gordo."

"One fifty k huh?"

"By the way Gordo, this is my last day. The agency is closing. I'm changing career."

"Sorry to hear that," said Gordo. "So what'll you be doing?"

"Baking Cheescakes, my Dad has a business. People never get bored with Cheescake."

Gordo didn't know what to say to that. "So what about my expenses? What did the studio say?"

"They don't cover taxi fares anymore. You know that Gordo. The movie industry is broke. What can I say. But I got a lead for you. Maybe one last gig. A Home Growner. Made six million on his last movie. Top of the Internet Movie League. You up for it?"

"I hate those Home Growners, they destroyed our industry. LA is a Ghostown now."

"He'll pay Gordo and he'll cover your taxi cost. Names Haydon-Super-K, also called Danny," said Steve.

"Give me the number," said Gordo.

The house where Gordo pulled up to was a small dwelling. Gordo pulled his suit tight and pressed the bell. A middle aged woman answered the door.

"Yes?" she said.

"I'm eh Gordon McFly. I'm here to see Danny about, eh a job."

"Oh, come on in," she said. "And please take off your shoes. I don't like a mess."

"My shoes?"

"Yes, I like to keep the carpet clean. Please put them in the shoe box."

Gordon took them off and waited at the bottom of the stairs. "Oh I'm Emily by the way." She called up the stairs and Gordon walked up stairs. "First door on the right," she said.

Gordon nodded and straightened his hair.

Politely he knocked on the door but there was no reply. There was a sound of gaming gun fire. Gordon pushed open the door and walked into the kids bedroom.

Haydon-Super-K sat on a simple chair and swiveled around.

"Hey close the door!" said Haydon. "My mom doesn't like me playing games. I'm supposed to be doing my homework. Quick!"

Gordon nodded and closed the door.

"So you interested in a job?" said Haydon.

Gordon nodded.

"I like your work," said Haydon. "Your last movie Super Troopers Return was pretty good but a little derivative."

"Eh, thanks," said Gordon. "So what's the job?"

"I want you to be in my next movie," said Haydon. "I'm looking for someone with screen presence. I've developed some new avatar characters but I think I need someone real this time. I want you. You available? Last movie I made grossed six million dollars. You'll need to be scanned and reimplanted but I think it could work."

Haydon pulled out a box of cigars from under his bed and lit one up.

"Whaddya think? I'll match what you earned on your last movie plus I'll cover your taxi fares and lunch money. What do you think?"

He gave Gordon a cigar.

"They're cuban," said Haydon. "One other thing," he said.

"What?" asked Gordo.

"Don't tell my mom. She's worried it'll interfere with my homework."

Gordo just nodded and lit up his cigar. "I'm in."

This is Sparta

2011-11-09T12:00:00.000-08:00

Jedd and Ben decided to get a tattoo after they had watched "300" the movie.

"300 was awesome dude!" said Ben.

"This is Sparta!!" cried out Jedd, and did a mock kicking motion.

"I know this cool tattoo parlor. I'm going to get a tattoo," said Ben.

"What are you going to get?" asked Jedd.

He pointed at his arm. "300!"

"I'm going to get 'This is Sparta' on my abs dude. For the ladies", he raised his eyes and Ben laughed.

"Way cool dude!!"

Jedd downed the bottle of Jack Daniel's and they went out.

The next morning Jedd woke up hung-over.

"What happened dude? My head dude, it's pounding." Ben showed Jedd his tattoo.

"You passed out in the tattoo parlor." Ben showed Jedd his 300 tattoo.

"But I made sure you got yours," said Ben. "Then we got a taxi home. I had to carry you up the stairs dude. Not cool."

Jedd lifted his t-shirt but there was no tattoo. "Dude where's my tatttoo?"

"Where you said dude," replied Ben absent-minded. He played Gears of War and decapitated an alien with a chain saw.

Jedd went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, trying to find the tattoo.

He turned around and looked in the mirror in the bathroom. His mouth dropped wide open. On each of his ass cheeks were the words

"This is" and then "Sparta"

Jedd cried out. "Not my ass dude! My abs!!!!

Call of Duty MW3 Trailer

2011-11-09T04:59:00.001-08:00

One of my favourite games...

The Inconstant Man

2011-11-04T09:42:00.000-07:00

Mike was driving in the rain when the electric storm drew closer. He listened to the local weather report.

"Climatologists are baffled by the unusual electrical storms which have gathered over Greenwood county. Some have said they have seen nothing like it before. Rain has flooded many roads and made access to Greenwood almost totally inaccessible."

Mike switched off the radio and looked at the giant electrical storm approaching him.

He switched on his cell phone and speed dialed Ester. The phone went to voice mail.

"Hey Ester. It's me Mike," he looked up at the approaching storm knowing he did not have much time. "I have to tell you something. After tonight's storm I will be gone and you're never going to see me again. I have to tell you the truth. I'm not from here. I'm from another reality. I worked for a secret military research facility to create a time machine. Thing is I lost my daughter to a car crash ten years ago and I thought I could go back and save her. So I used the machine without permission and now here I am. It created a side effect where I keep switching from one parallel reality to another in the past and I can't control it. I didn't understand that there are so many different timelines. I thought I could just go back and save her but it's not that simple. Now when the time comes for me to move on, there's a huge electrical storm which moves me to another reality. I know this all sounds crazy. I just wanted to tell you this because I love you and I want you to understand where I came from and where I am going. You didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to go. This is the first place I found someone to care for since I made the jump ten years ago. I..."

An electrical spike hit the car and Mike found himself in another car heading for a tree.

The car hit the tree and Mike blanked out.

As he came to, he heard a voice. "It worked!! Son of a bitch is back." Then another voice shouted. "He's bleeding out! Get the crash cart." Military uniforms surrounded him.

The Alien IMF

2011-11-01T17:36:00.000-07:00

Spood Mugar came rushing into the room of his boss Huuf Urght who was head of the Alien International Monetary Bailout Fund.

"Emergency!" said Spood.

"What now," sighed Huuf.

Huuf looked up from his puzzle and covered it over.

"Is it the Earth again?" said Huuf.

Spood nodded.

"Why did we ever allow them to join the Collective! They should never have been allowed to join! What do they want now?"

Spood waved his tentacles. "They want another bailout."

"Another one? What happened to the last one?"

"They spent it Huuf," said Spood.

"They need it immediately otherwise they won't be able to pay their government employees."

Huuf sighed. "Don't they know that money doesn't really exist? It's just a measure of confidence?"

"I keep telling them to be more confident Huuf but they're panicking."

"How much do they want this time?"

"A trillion bazillion."

"Don't they realize it's just colored paper? They used to back it up with a heavy metal once but they don't do it any more. What was it called?"

"They call it Gold, your high Huufness," said Spood.

"At least it was based on something once but now it's just colored paper," said Huuf. "I really hate this job. Those humans are simply crazy, I tell you."

"I know Huuf but they need an answer fast. There is unemployment and riots! Shops are being looted."

"All right, all right! Tell them we will bail them out again and make up some interest number, add some decimal places to make them think it means something important. Begin the printing presses again. Then send them the paper."

"As you wish," said Spood.

Huuf went back to his puzzle. "Hmh. Humans," said Huuf.

The Haunted House

2011-10-30T18:02:00.000-07:00

Bill Flynn had bought the haunted house at the end of the road that had been for sale for over a decade.

It was an old stately home, that stood on its own. There were high metal gates and a long history. On the top of the roof were gargoyles that looked down on the new family which had moved in.

Two months into occupying the house, his wife Shirley sat him down in the dining room.

She was going grey.

"Last night, the ghost knocked on our door AGAIN! I can't get any sleep. Jenny is staying with her friend after her bath filled with blood. The kitchen pots and pans fly across the room. I found the cat clutching the ceiling like something had thrown it up there. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THIS?"

Bill sat back and lit up his cigar. "I don't know what you're complaining about. We got the house cheap."

The Apocalypse Is Coming

2011-10-18T10:28:00.000-07:00

Jedd and Ben had spent several weeks decoding the signals.

Eventually, they decided that tomorrow was the night that the Apocalypse would start.

"We have to warn everyone dude!" said Jedd.

"How?" asked Ben.

"We need to put up a sign and warn everyone," said Jedd as he smoked his spliff.

"What will we put on it?" asked Ben.

"The Apocalypse is coming tomorrow!"

Ben nodded. "I have some spray cans. Let's do it dude!"

It was in the early hours of the morning. Ben began frantically writing the message on the wall where rush hour traffic would normally build.

However, Ben stopped and wiped his brow.

"Dude, what is it?" demanded Jedd.

"How do you spell Apocalypse dude?" wondered Ben.

"Oh no, dude. Oh no...!" shouted Jedd.

WB Yeats

2011-10-12T14:35:00.001-07:00

A Song by the Waterboys based on a WB Yeats poem

My baby Sylvie-Rose passed onto a better place

2011-10-07T10:24:00.000-07:00

One day after I wrote my last post, my baby daughter Sylvie-Rose passed on. So, I will still write EUU because I love this story but for now, I want to share a small poem I wrote to her today.

Today we had a service and she is now a little angel in heaven. She is a angel on our shoulders and is with her grand-father now. In a strange way, her passing has increased my faith. I suddenly realized in my darkest hour, I have faith. It's real.

Ode to Sylvie-Rose

Tiny fingers
Tiny hands
She came so soon
And left too fast
But will not be forgotten
My little Sylvie-Rose

Pls wish my family good will. The world may be cruel. But I truly believe people are not.

The reason for the current delay

2011-10-03T14:34:00.000-07:00

Hey there, EUU is delayed but my excuse is a good one this time.
This is a picture of my son Harry and his premature sister Sylvie Rose Brady who came home just this week. She arrived at 28 weeks and it was a very stressful time for me, so my SciFi story was the least of my worries. I've spent the last six weeks going in and out of hospital as my wife looked after our latest and final child.

So Sylvie is home and everything is "reasonably" normal. :-)

EUU is back on track. I just need to get the head down and get writing it.

No Sale

2011-09-21T14:15:00.000-07:00

The zombies had taken over the city and there was nothing for it but to seek shelter.

The motley crew of survivors had agreed to stay in the shopping mal up the road.

However, Susan just turned around and walked away in the other direction.

She gave them the finger and was soon gone.

"Where's she going?" asked Jennifer.

"I tried to make her see sense but it was no good. She had her mind made up."

"So where's she going?" asked Jennifer.

Jack, the leader of the group just raised his exhausted eyes and exhaled.

"IKEA"