Russell Gayer, author speaker
Last September, Connie and I had the great pleasure of visiting the Clinton Library in Little Rock, Arkansas. We spent a couple hours there and probably saw less than half of what there is to see. If you haven’t toured a Presidential Library, today’s… Continue Reading “Presidential Library”
For those of you expecting a lengthy intro this week—sorry, it ain’t gonna happen. Too much to do and so little time. If you are new to Friday Flash Fiction, the queen bee of our hive is the lovely and talented, Flying Wallenda Wisoff-Fields.… Continue Reading “Location, location, location”
Be forewarned, this is a real groaner. Thoughts poured through my pea brain like boulder sized kidney stones passing through a narrow urethra. It took two rolls of paper towels to clean up the perspiration generated by umpteen hours of hard labor giving birth… Continue Reading “Moanin’ after Midnight”
When I was in high school, my buddy’s father ran the bus station in Fayetteville. I would intentionally refer to it as Jefferson Lanes just to piss him off. “Lines, damn it! It’s Lines, not Lanes,” he would scream. Sometimes his dad would pay us… Continue Reading “Walmartian Tour, 2012”
Following the example set forth by our fearless leader, I went back to the archives of October 2012 for this relic. Sandra and a couple of others have read it, but for most of today’s FFF participants it will be a new journey down the… Continue Reading “Burning Down the House”
Did you ever wonder why there were no mythological Gods of Redneck Folklore? Neither did I. Then I saw this wonderful picture(copyright Lura Helms)and I said to myself, “That explains it!” I’m sure a bunch of ya’ll are gonna leave comments thanking me… Continue Reading “Redneck Mythology”
I ‘m known to have a strong stomach, but this week’s photo made me GAG! Now, I’m afraid to go to sleep for fear this disgusting image has burned itself into my brain cell (singular). When I was child nightmares of snakes often plagued… Continue Reading “Ozark Snotmouth”
People often ask me, “Where did you get a crazy idea like that?” I usually reply with some cock & bull explanation that I merely observe the world around me and the stories write themselves. Today, (against my own better judgment) I have decided… Continue Reading “Bucket of Ideas”
When I download the photo for Friday Flash Fiction, I usually go with the first thing that pops in my head. The reason being, my brain is so small it can only contain one thought at a time, and even then, if it’s a… Continue Reading “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”
I can really relate to this week’s photo. I’ve been called an ‘old buzzard,’ and told that I have ‘buzzard breath’ upon occasion. Experts say we don’t have buzzards in NW Arkansas, technically they are vultures. I’m not going to worry too much about… Continue Reading “A Tale of Two Sissies”
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