Faith’s mouth tastes like saltwater taffy and cigarettes.
Cops and Graverobbers
02/10/2011One’s a smart, competent, sensible and cynical federal agent. The other’s a wanted felon. Together, they fight crime.
I don’t think about a bright moon
02/10/2011She walks over to where he and Mole have been going over the supply lists and grabs hold of Alec’s sleeve, yanking him towards the door. “We need to talk. Alone. Now.”
The Hubbert Curve (And all the robins bring remix)
02/10/2011In Max’s world, emotional distance is a finite resource.
Fifteen Minutes in a Life She Never Had (Gold Dust)
01/10/2011“Why, Dr. Burkle, he looks just like you.”
Get Your Geek On (Talk Nerdy to Me)
01/10/2011In which economic downturns lead to strange times indeed.
Mengage a Folle
01/10/2011Sometimes, things happen in ways that make perfect sense, if you’ve got the right metaphor to figure them out.