C.: And now, part two of MURDER OR MERCY? Joel decided he needed some more information that didn’t come from Joaquin, so he set up an appointment to visit the Payne Ranch the next day. He wanted to see how much information he could gather from a conversation with Judith Payne. As he entered the Paynes’ ranch house, he noticed something unusual. The public defender looked at the small woman and then at the floor. There wa

C.: Well, D.C. is busy studying for final exams. I’m sure that he is also thinking about his dad today, as it would have been his dad’s 98th birthday, and this is the first birthday that his dad has not been here on Earth. So, as a result, I am going to run excerpts from a short story for the next few days. It has been printed in this blog before, so, if you’ve already read it, we’ll see you in a few days. For the rest of you, please enjoy

T. Puppy, Katt: It looks like Dad’s computer is on, and neither he nor Mom are in sight, so, here’s my chance to be rich and famous…well, famous…or recognized? But, before I start, I’ll just need to clear my throat by drinking some fountain water. I well-bred lady dog would never drink just plain old tap water, so, excuse me, y’all, for one brief moment. There, that’s better. Now, where was I? Oh yes, about to claim my place in the annals of history.

C.: Well, D.C. is back in town and well rested from his work weekend away. I suppose now I have time to do as I please, so I’ll just turn my phone to radio and listen to… And now, ladies, gentlemen, nonbinary individuals and animals of all descriptions, KEEP/KEEN Cut-N-Soot/Conroe, Texas, presents, for your listening entertainment, the one-hundred-thirty-eighth ranked podcaster in the northwest corner of Southeast Texas, the one, the only (thank goodness) JOE GROAN!!! Oh, o

C.: So, D.C., have you recovered enough from your weekend to help me write today’s blot post? D.: I have, Cal.E. C.: So, what was the best thing about your weekend away? D.: Well, as you know, I went to a city with some interesting history to work. However, Eudora went with me, so we also had some fun discovering the city and some of the things that it offered for entertainment, but that wasn’t the best…well, let’s just say the most important part of my weekend. C.: This soun

C.: I know D.C. is busy this week, but he sent me this email. I suppose he wants me to look at it and tell him if it sounds like something that may be popular. I know he’s been working on revisions to his thriller novel manuscript, MMURER 8: THE INERT INGREDIENT. Maybe this will tell me what revisions he’s made. MURDER 8: THE INERT INGREDIENT Synopsis Disgrace former police d

C.: Hey, D.C. I need you to do me a favor. D.: What’s that, Cal.E.? C.: Well, I need to fill in for Ralph at The Kennel for the next couple of weeks… D.: Why can’t he do his job and play his bass …er..BASS in back allies in Navasota, Indian Springs Klein, and Egypt. He only works four-hour shifts, so he should be able to do both, since those places aren’t that far away. Tell him to sleep on the bus. C.: Well, that tour got cancelled, because Ralph and the RoCKats g

C.: Well, D.C., since the Astros are now in first place in their division as you predicted a couple of months ago, I suppose you want to talk about baseball today. D.: I do. The Astros acquired an outfielder from the Toronto Blue Jays today, but not the one I expected. C.: Who did the Astros acquire? D.: Daulton Varsho. In so doing, the Astros helped themselves in two ways, by acquiring a left-handed batting outfielder, and a centerfielder who is offensive-minded but is an

A one, a two, a one two three four… Houston has the Astros, the greatest baseball team. They hit the ball from line to line and homer in between. There hitters are amazing, their pitchers are divine, The make the commissioner miserable by winning all the time. We’re the…Houston Astros Houston Astros Houston Astros number one, two three, four Rob (he is NOT) a ManFred Made the Astros the scapegoat Which made the Astros mad They won the World Series a second time Which made the

C.: Hi, D.C.. I haven’t heard from you in a couple of days, so I thought I’d give you a ring. D.: Gold? Silver? Silver? Platinum? Maybe I should shun you more often if you’ll give me a ring made of precious metal to get my attention. C.: No, I meant I decided to call you, since you haven’t called me in a few days. Anyway, what do you want to talk about today? D.: Baseball. C.: As in Mickey and The Duke? Or the fact that you put up the tombstone at the beginning of the b

C.: hi, D.C. I haven’t heard form yo uin a couple of days. Are you still trying to figure out how to sign your name? me as d.c. D.: No, I will now sign my material D.C. Scott. However, I am trying to decide how to shorten my elevator pitch for MURDER 8 I’m trying to whorten the information on a full page to one or two paragraphs. C.: Well, send it to me. Maybe I can help. D.: Okay, here it is. With the fate of the free world at stake, Taylor, the world’s most wante

C.: D.C., I thought you were going to send me a script yesterday. D.: I’m sorry, Cal.E., I got sidetracked. C.: Doing what? D.: Well, with the way AI is going now, I believe that two computers may, someday, be able to fall in love. So, I wanted to get a head start on writing love songs for computers. C.: Do you have a rough draft? D.: Yes, listen to this. 100,001.1100,001 C.: Oh…okay. Well, what about today’s manuscript? D.: I got sidetracked again. C.: With m

C. (ring) Hi, D.C., what are you up to? D.: oh, just looking at the John Deere letter I got in the mail. C.: Oh, I’m so sorry. D.: Why? C.: Doesn’t that mean the Eudora finally wised up…I mean decided, after careful consideration, that you two would be better off living apart? D.: No, not a Dear John letter. A letter from John Deere. They want me to buy a small tractor. Besides, Eudora has too much of a headache to write a letter right now. C.: How small? I mean,

C.: Well, D.C. is studying for a mid-term exam, so I have some free time. What;’ the old expression, “While the humans busy, the cat will…no, that’s not it. Anyway, I feel like watching some television on T’s giant screen television. So…oh, I think this is the one where Gilligan and the other castaways finally get off the island… Meanwhile, in a land far, far away, (one-half a block, to be exact, D.C. is tired of studying. D.: (Man, my eyes are killing

C.: (ring) Hi, D.C., are you busy? D.: Well, I have a midterm exam to study for, I have assignments to complete, and I need to get ready for work this weekend. Additionally, I’m going over one book with a fine-toothed comb to see what needs to be rewritten and trying to make a schedule with Ace so we can collaborate on my nonfiction book. C.: So, it’s a day that ends in Y? D.: Yes, basically. C.: That’s good to hear. And, while we’re on the subject of writing, could y

D.: Cal.E. is filling in for her youngest male kittne, Ralph at The Kennel, and I am studying for a midterm exam. Consequently, I am offering an excerpt from my upcoming book entitled BEYOND THE THIRTEENTH MILE This chapter is entitled : THE MENTAL IRON MAN Even volunteers at Ironman distance triathlons have trouble comprehending that the competitors are going to cover one-hundred forty point six miles in one day, (or about the same a

c.: Hi, D.C., what are you up to? D.: Around six feet. C.: No, I mean, what are you doing now? D.: Sorting laundry. C.: Isn’t that something Eudora usually does? D.: No, Cal.E., it’s not. We share our duties. We learned when the boys were young that we didn’t have roles. We just did what needed to be done. Whoever had the time was the one who did the chore, no matter what it was…Well, unless it was something that required a lot of strength. Then it was my job. If

C.: So, D.C., which is the big change? The picture in the introduction as your profile picture? Or is it, the capitalization of your name,? Or the dropping of the last T off Scott? D.: Nice try, Cal.E. While all of that is true, none of that is what I was talking about yesterday. And, I dropped the last T from Scott several years ago. C.: So, you did. I knew that wasn’t it, but I wanted to catch you off guard. Well, did you add the last T back and drop the first T, then? D.

C.: OH, hi, D.C., I didn’t expect to see you today, or any time soon. D.: Obviously. C.; ???? D.: Cal.E, I asked you to write the blog solo, no, not him, by yourself, while I was busy. C.: D.C. since I’m you, and your me, doesn’t that make writing our blog OUR responsibility, not solely mine? D.…Anyway, I just want to inform you and our readers that something big is going to happen soon. C.: Wow! How big? I mean, is it bigger than a 747? D.: No, not that big. C.: The

d.: (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt, (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt, (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt. C.: Who is it? d.: It’s me, D.C., and I need to talk to you. C.: If you really are my best human friend, author, nurse, and sometimes lyricist Dane Christian Scott, you will know the password my third husband, (and second here on Earth), This now eight-time World Association of Cat-Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology champi