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I have a manuscript for a new novel entitled ‘SUN SHOTS’. It is a story about an unknown entity, possibly aliens, coming to earth with a warning that all life on the earth’s surface will be wiped out in about four months. This will occur as a result of the natural behavior of our sun as it enters a new phase of its life cycle. The entity also offers to evacuate a small group of humans to another place that can support human life. The rest of the story speculates how the world reacts to this warning and offer.

I am offering to e-mail a copy of this manuscript to anyone who requests one. It is free but if a reader likes it and feels so inclined I am happy to accept payment of whatever amount the reader thinks the story is worth. However, no obligation at all. Readers may also forward the manuscript to third parties with the stipulation that you please notify me of the name and e-mail of the recipient. You probably ought to get their OK first.

If you spend time at a gym or workout facility, you should find this interesting. Large sign posted at a gym: “You’ve heard the old hippie adage, ‘If it feels good do it.’ At this facility our motto is ‘If it feels good, keep adding more weights until it doesn’t.’”

Have you ever considered enrolling your kid in a STEM program? Even if you do not want to push your kid into a technical career think about this. Training in science, math and engineering insulates them from BS. Career politicians are experts at lies, half truths and innuendo but people who understand math and science are better equipped to see through their misleading, often completely impossible statements. They can more easily see that they are being lied to. Advertisers are masters a manipulation and creating needs and preferences. Again technically trained people cannot be manipulated as easily by Madison Avenue psychologists. They see through the overstatements and hype.

Power is to career politicians as crack is to drug addicts. You can never have too much. The problem is that too much power does not kill you.

So many people fear that AI (Artificial Intelligence) will reshape the world but in a bad way. While possibly true this is not our number 1 problem. A much larger threat is NS (Natural Stupidity). One only has to scan the news coming from the nation’s capital to see that NS is expanding far faster than AI.

Since humans are the only species that walks upright and whose head is usually at a higher elevation than its butt and farts are lighter than air we are the only species that gets to enjoy the pungent yet delicate bouquet of its own farts. God must love us.

The press and the government rare rarely on the same page which is the way it should be so this new level of cooperation is very disturbing. The acronym ‘DOGE’ is not pronounced ‘Doe-zh’. The correct pronunciation is ‘Dog-EE’ or simply ‘Doggie’. To use it correctly in a sentence, phonetically , “I was just bitten by a rabid doggie from South Africa.”

It was 10 AM and the bartender had just opened for the day. He was the only person in the bar this early and was washing glasses when he saw a bright red Lamborghini Diablo pull up and parked right in front of the establishment. I man opens the driver’s side door, exits the car and walks into the bar. The bartender is shocked by the man’s appearance and stares at him as he walks to the bar and sits on a stool. After a few seconds the man says without looking at him, “It’s impolite to stare.”

The bartender shakes his head and immediately replies, “I’m terribly sorry. What can I get you?”

“A Bud please.” The barman draws a brew and sets it in front of the man. The man takes a small sip and sets the glass back on the bar.

“You’re staring again.”

“Oh, I am so sorry. I know it’s rude but I’ve never seen anyone who looks like you,” the barman replies.

“Yeah, I’m not surprised.”

“Your head is no bigger than a baseball,” the barkeep says in amazement.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Well have you always been this way?” he asks.

After a long period of silence the man says, “I suppose I’m gonna get this question a lot so no, until a couple hours ago my head my head was quite normal.”

“What happened?”

“Well I got up early this morning and went down to the beach to do some fishing. It was a beautiful morning. The sea was calm and the sun was shining and I was the only fisherman in sight. On my third cast I had a strike. I could tell immediately it was something big, really big. I fought it for like 20 minutes or so until I landed it and it was a mermaid.”

“A mermaid? You caught a mermaid?”

“Yeah. I was totally surprised and that quickly became excitement. I realized I had the most amazing catch ever. I could show her and people would pay a lot to see a real live mermaid. I’d be rich!”

“Wow. Where is she?” the barman asked.

“Well it turned out she could speak and she asked me to throw her back. She said she’d die if she was out of the water for very long. So I told her that even dead she would still be a trophy that I could show and get rich. Then she told me that mermaids, like other mythical creatures can grant three wishes to anyone who catches them and let’s them go.

“So I decided to try her out. I didn’t believe that stuff about three wishes but if I asked and she didn’t come through I’d still have her.”

“So what did you do? the barman asks.

“Well first I asked for $100 million and lo and behold this huge chest appears on the beach. I opened it and it was full of nice crisp $100 bills. I was rich now and really excited.

“Then she asked for my second wish and I wished for that car I drove up in. Sure enough it appeared on the beach right next to the chest. I got in, started it up and gunned the engine. It was the car of my dreams.

“So she asks for my third wish and I didn’t really know what to wish for. After I thought about it for awhile I said I’d like to have sex with her. I could tell all my friends that I’d had sex with a mermaid. Talking about bragging right, huh?

“For sure,” the barkeep says.

“But she said ‘Mister, as you can see from the waist down I’m a fish. There’s no way we could have sex together.’”

“I saw she was right so I thought about it for quite some time. Then it hit me and I blurted out ‘OK, how about a little head.’”

This is Mike King: aspiring best selling author. Thank you for visiting my very first blog. I am new to this whole blog stuff so please be patient with me. I hope you are reading this because you are interested in one of my books. If you’d like to ask anything about them I’m more than happy to oblige. Ask away.