A Chilly Day

A chilly day

A chilly day

It was a chilly day to be on a walk. The sky was greying, dark clouds were on the horizon, and the wind was blowing through the brown grass in fits and starts. Still though, there was something about the lonely trail made by tires crushing the grass that just made it worth it. Maybe it was the evidence of other humans? Or that the tracks had a destination? In any case, it was still a chilly day to be on a walk.

 by david.reagan on Tue, 01/02/2018 - 22:46
Paychecks versus Purrs

David was trapped. Definitely trapped. There was no way he could get to work today. For, low and behold, a cat was on his lap. Tipper was the name. A medium sized brown, gray, and black tabby, she had started life on the streets. Somehow she had wormed her way into a family, but then that family was forced to give her away by evil landlords who forbade pets on their propriety. But, then she met David. And the rest, as they say, was history. As was David's paycheck...

Tipper the cat sleeping on my lap

 by david.reagan on Mon, 01/01/2018 - 18:26
Problems With Images and Egos

Problems With Images and Egos

by David Reagan


I was going back to my rooms after dealing with some petty bureaucrats when Arioch stopped me. “Shadrach, I just learned what that secret project of the Kings is.”

“Oh? Good, it sure has been using up the treasury, what is it?”

“The King has made a gold image of himself and is going to set it up on the plains, everyone is to worship it, or they will die.”

“Oh, great. This is not good.”

 by david.reagan on Tue, 04/10/2007 - 11:40
The Middle, the Beginning, and the End

The Middle, the Beginning, and the End

Started 05-14-06 11:37PM

Finished 05-15-06 12:41AM

by David Reagan


I was in the middle of some routine trans universal paperwork when my communications curtain chimed. Thankful for the break, I jumped up and answered it. Flickering there in the folds was my old frined. He was something like an old friend, but somewhat different. “Well, hello there my old frined!” I greeted him. “What brings you to my draperies?”

“Hey you old wizard! You gypped me!”

 by david.reagan on Tue, 04/10/2007 - 11:39
Vectors: You Really Do Need Them

Vectors: You Really Do Need Them by David Reagan, February 13, 2006

I was floating in the void between galaxies looking at one of the strangest sights I had ever seen. Now I had visited over eight thousand universes before this one, but had never encountered a race so advanced, yet so far behind as the Linesmen. Floating just in front of me was the largest tape measure factory I had ever seen... It was literally the size of the Milky Way galaxy. Yes, you heard right, it was as big as a galaxy.

 by david.reagan on Tue, 04/10/2007 - 11:38
How To Become A Dwarf

How To Become A Dwarf:

A Short Story

by David Reagan, December 28, 2005


I am not easily surprised by anything. Nearly ten thousand years of traveling the multiverse will make a mockery of the word “normal”. But this Elf had shocked me enough that it took nearly two picoseconds to recover. I cleared my throat, “So, Mister Elf, you want to become a Dwarf?”

Said Mister Elf nodded eagerly, “Yes, yes!”

 by david.reagan on Tue, 04/10/2007 - 11:34