Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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311 The Day After, Just Without Zombies (or, Is it?). Top Story - November 2024.
Note: this author is currently out of commission preparing to leave the country, but not because of the election yesterday. As such, I had to write this in two versions:
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
310 My Vote Discounts
November 5, "the Tuesday next after the first Monday in November," is statutorily set as election day here in the USA. It is, coincidentally, Guy Fawkes Day in the UK.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
309 Neo and Juliet
Juliet and Dan were K-9 trainers, so there was always a big dog there. No problem for me. I arrived as dinner was being served. Juliet greeted me at the door, along with a German Shepherd, "Neo."
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
308 National Housewife's Day
Among other celebrations, today's both National Housewife’s Day and Give Someone a Dollar Day. A funny story... Because I love my job and my profession, a pretty good day is typical for me. But when I'm off, on Sundays, I savor something exquisite.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
307 — Terraforming Mars, Part 6
Tempconciliation is defined as the process by which two different time periods are focused onto one another and a third temporal reality is produced.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Butterfly Effect
Butterflies arrive From all things a world away And all add up here
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Poets
The Mir Down Here
Russian bodily Fluids and whiskers rained down When Mir fell on me _________ The Russian space station Mir was deorbited and destroyed in a controlled burn through the Earth's atmosphere on March 23, 2001.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Poets
306 All Saints' Dais
"You're probably wondering why I called you all here, saints." There was resentment in the audience, for there was no one there who needed do anything further for anyone. As saints, they had made it.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
305 Sucker-Punch
"The ghoul in the window came again," Marlena reported. Andrew just shook his head, making her feel foolish. For months she had stood vigil at the picture window facing the street. She'd begin at dusk and wouldn't stop till midnight.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
304 Hailing a Taxi at 10 PM on a Saturday Night
"Taxi!" she shouted. He wasn't official, having simply placed a magnetic sign that read, "TAXI SERVICE," on the roof of his car. It shined yellow and blinked.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
303 The Political Multiverse
Wonder Woman twirled her magic lasso. Now Thor would have to tell the truth. But Thor was a god, not some mortal. He fought the necromancy of her golden rope and shouted.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
302 The MISS NRA Beauty Pageant
“Guns and bikinis, Mel. Doesn’t get any better than that.” “Right, Bob. Welcome, everyone, I’m Mel Manrod.” “And I’m Bob Wynotski.” [Applause.]
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction