Dr. W. A. Frost's Ides of Revolution

  Promising Sunnmore University Ph.D. Candidate Missing Aug. 31, 2006 A promising research student has gone missing as of this past Wednesday from the Sunnmore University campus. Sean McDonough, a Ph. D. candidate studying genetics at the university, left Swampscott Hall at approximately 9:45 PM and did not show up for his office hours the following morning. Campus police state that the incident likely occurred during Wednesday night's freak storm while the University security cameras were down for scheduled maintenance that evening.  McDonough, a native of Providence, has been intimately involved in various secretive genetic studies conducted by Dr. Howard West and Dr. Delia Whateley. Motives remain plentiful behind his disappearance, but local authorities assure the community at large that there is no evidence yet of foul play. Fellow colleague and doctoral candidate Elias Delahaye remembers McDonough as a "brilliant scientist" and "dear friend." --- Carefully...

Teddy and Lucas were the best of friends. For the past fifteen years, since Lucas’ family moved to town from Argentina, the two were inseparable. In fact, Teddy could remember the very day that they met as if it had happened the day before. Sitting in the back row in homeroom, seventh grade, Ms. Posner’s old cadaverous talons gripping the Argentine boy’s shoulders as she presented him to the class… Lucas didn’t speak English very well at the time, so few if any of the other kids were particularly interested in being his friend. In most of his classes, at least for the first few years, he had to have an aide to help him through his coursework; most of the other kids assumed he was stupid and quiet. But the moment he was sat next to Teddy, sharing that genuine smile, it sparked the beginning of a beautiful friendship. As Lucas’ english speaking continued to improve, Teddy discovered a goofy, funny, laid back kid who just wanted a friend. They weren’t popular kids, passing on sports teams...

  I plopped down on my couch, fuckin’ exhausted. I’d been on the halfpipe for a solid seven hours, and there was about another hour and a half of bathroom orgies… So you can imagine, I was beat. Lighting up the blunt I’d left out, I toked mindlessly. Ready for a night of R&R. I’d just started to lift up my arm to get a whiff of my pits, a constant joy since I’d… evolved, and the tangy stink had nearly tickled the hairs in my nose before a loud crash outside my window interrupted me. I’ll let you know this about me: NO ONE interrupts ‘me time,’ especially when I’m takin’ in my au naturale poppers. Jumping off the couch I threw the door open to my balcony, looking at the street below.  The street was dark, lit dimly by gaslamps. Yet, just barely within my line of sight, I saw one of the neighborhood beggar guys named Blair. He would come and skateboard around the neighborhood about a few times per week, I’d given him spare change on my way up to the apartment. A nice kid, re...