Stacking The Deck

So I haven't posted much, because I've been getting my ass handed to me at work.  Our entire business paradigm has shifted from one of planning an preparation to  'There's no minute like the last minute'. Anyway... In an attempt to keep my mind right, I've burned up all my free time playing with these.  …

Noche Cinco

T’was late Noche Cinco In a lonely cantina, Where a world-weary stranger Sits, sipping tequila. He’s perched at the bar, With shirt tails untucked Over surfer board shorts And sandals with socks. To his left, to his right There’s nary a soul. Couple of stragglers, a loner, Some last call night owls. He glug-guzzles his …