Finding God on LSD (A Short Story About Schizophrenia)

by Arnold Snyder

My first wife, June, was schizophrenic, or so I’ve since surmised. I don’t know that she’d ever been officially diagnosed as schizophrenic, but I knew that she’d been diagnosed as something and I’m guessing it was schizophrenia. Three nights after we met, she called me at my dorm in the middle of the night—woke me up—because she was seeing green men outside her window. I talked to her for a couple hours, until the green men had disappeared. Then I went back to bed but couldn’t sleep. This was in 1966, at Western Michigan University in Kalamazoo. We were both eighteen, though I was an incoming freshman and she was a returning sophomore. Continue reading Finding God on LSD (A Short Story About Schizophrenia)

Vegas Knockout by P Moss – The Glue That Holds Vegas Together

When you mix Vegas with boxing, the result is always something unexpected. Like in 1991, when Mike Tyson destroyed Razor Ruddock in seven rounds, but because the ref stopped the fight while Ruddock was still (miraculously) standing, one of the biggest melees in fight history broke out and the ref had to be escorted from the ring by armed guards.  (Vegas demands the coup de grace.)

Or how about in 1993, when Evander Holyfield and Riddick Bowe were battling it out for the heavyweight title, and in the seventh round a man parachuted into the ropes, stopping the bout for half an hour while security tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Then in 1994, George Foreman stunned the fight crowd at the MGM Grand when he KOed Michael Moorer in the 10th round to become the oldest fighter (at age 45!) to ever win a championship. The underdog bettors made a fortune on that one!

Then there was the infamous 1997 heavyweight bout between Tyson and Holyfield, in which Tyson bit off part of Holyfield’s ear. I could go on. Continue reading Vegas Knockout by P Moss – The Glue That Holds Vegas Together

Secrets of a Winner (a short story) by Michael Konik

Secrets of a Winner, from Becoming Bobby by Michael Konik

Until someone actually hands you $602,400 in cash, you can’t quite understand how special you feel. Let me tell you: Pretty special.

The money doesn’t weigh much. Ten bricks of $10,000 in $100 bills for each 100K. And then 24 hundreds in a paper clip. You keep feeling like there should be more, like perhaps they forgot the rest. But after you count it five or six times, it finally hits you: $602,400. In cash. Continue reading Secrets of a Winner (a short story) by Michael Konik