There were no stockings hung by the chimney with care. My wife wasn’t wearing a kerchief, nor I a cap. A creature was stirring. Those negative comparisons are as close as this will come to The Night Before Christmas.
I was sleeping well, dreaming as a matter of fact. Dreaming of baseball. I was on the field, in uniform, playing third base. It wasn’t young me doing it; the dream kept me at fifty-four years old.
In my dream, I threw out three batters at first. Each play was more spectacular than the last. My throws were as impressive as my fielding range. Subconsciously, I have a tremendous throwing arm. Read the rest of this entry »
Earlier this month I had a very successful interview with the Mongolian Death Worm. He filled us in on his life, and even let slip a little information on his friend, Bigfoot. As a result of that experience, I am starting a periodic series of talks with some of the legendary creatures of the world.
Today’s talk is with a Kongamato. A Kongamato is a bird like creature similar to a pterodactyl. It is said to live in Africa in Zambia, Angola, and The Congo.
I was able to reach this particular Kongamato after one of my staff members mentioned in conversation over lunch that her high school reunion was coming up and that one of her friends last names had changed to Kongamato. A few emails later my phone number had been relayed. A few days later I got the call. Read the rest of this entry »