Yes, it’s Friday! When we were young, we celebrated this day as one of drunken excess and building up a reservoir of glee that will, come Saturday morning, turn into a slowly draining lake of burning shame. But we’re older now, slower, and our revels are likewise more genteel. We have families now. Jobs that don’t pay exclusively in beer or cash under the table. Maybe even retirement plans beyond a suicide pact at age 65. But we still like to have our weekend-starting fun: the bingo parlor, some TV… a new installment of Amber and Stone. I can’t promise the pulp fantasy will be more fun than playing bingo, but odds are good it’s better than whatever’s on TV.
As is tradition here in the Hardy Tales corner of the Darrellverse, I’m linking to a new piece of free short fiction from the web: Monster from Dead End Fiction. Check it out!
