RF Husnik's Page

Written By: F. John Surells

His spirit still walks amongst the olive trees here. His body is gone, but his challenge to join him and his father lives on.

W used to hide whiskey bottles by the river. Sometimes when he and T argued about how best to live out their remaining days on Earth, he’d sneak down there and imbibe.

My thoughts herein may be confused and random, but at least they’re authentic. And today I think I’ve finally learned what Joseph Same meant when he said “I…

                                       Written By: F. John Surells

            Alright, I guess that this time I may have gone too far – but maybe not. And anyway, no matter what I say here, those “rule benders” who’ve been sanctioned to say whatever they darn well please will continue to say and write whatever they darn well please. But who gave the “rule benders” a free hand to do, say, and write whatever…

                                      Written By: R. F. Husnik

            It was another super-duper Tuesday, and of course both the writer’s friends and enemies had previously demanded his “take” on where the political situation in America was “at” just now. So, to answer them, he’d begun by penning a nonsense paragraph which had used all the candidate’s last names in jest. But after he’d read what he’d written, although he’d…

ROAD EXCURSIONS:  THE DEMISE OF KENNY, AND THE DILEMMAS OF LAUREN

                                                   Written By: Rashon Leyf

            Well, it’s happened. A very sad, but not unexpected event has recently occurred in our city. Kenny Asher, while intoxicated, has driven his girlfriend’s (Lauren Havess) antique car off a north side embankment, and has either died from injuries sustained during the car’s subsequent descent into…