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The Beetlebottom series #1 to #18

By Mike Pearson
#1  http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/the-town-and-people-of-beetlebottom.html #2 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-2-always-right-rose-and.html #3 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-3-lanky-pete-slim-jim-and.html #4 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-4-destiny-and-david-lee.html #5 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-5-you-just-never-really.html #6 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/under-moon-and-stars-in-beetlebottom.html #7 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/7-thursday-morning-nothing-ever-happens.html #8 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-8.html #9 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/01/beetlebottom-9.html #10 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/02/beetlebottom-10.html.. #11 http://adventuresinmikeslife.blogspot.com/2025/02/beetlebottom-11.html #12 http://adventuresinmikes...
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Beetlebottom #18

By Mike Pearson
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We Investigated Fully and Found No Evidence of Wrongdoing.  By Mike Pearson Fast forward, or ease forward, your choice really. The main thing is we all need to land together on the following day. Downtown Beetlebottom. In.... and around the Sheriff's office. The schools are closed for a handful of reasons. A person could argue that the safety of the students and staff would be a prime consideration. All things being equal, there's a plethora of dead people. One was murdered for damn sure. The other two garbage dump dead men, not so sure at this point. But, the real reason the primary school and high school are closed is because nobody was going to show up anyways. What with all the excitement and ongoing, unfolding drama…who the hell wants to stay locked inside a big box all day? The wild speculations and gossip, mixed randomly with unhinged theories and preacher serious pronouncements. The flow of words and ideas, plus the friction from curiousity and calamity itself actually ...
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Beetlebottom #17

By Mike Pearson
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Bad News Travels Fast in a One Street Town My original song "Bad News"   If all the gossip, harebrained theories and jaw flapping about the three dead men could be harnessed…it would provide heat and light to Beetlebottom for years on end. Some businesses on Main St. Just closed up, because everyone in town had “ dead guys fever” Swapping stories about where they were, when they heard the news, dominated most conversations. Fabricated stories and half baked speculations quickly became more valuable than food or money. The Beetlebottom townsfolk exchanged tidbits of information and conjured up probabilities and impossibilities with unrestrained glee. The HazBean Cafe was a buzzing, frantic hub of Three Dead Guys mayhem and hysteria. At the first hint of the unfolding drama, people greeted each other with ..”Did you hear….? And once that everyone had heard something, or fragments of something…the exchange started with “ What have you heard…? And with a few more morsels and kern...
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Beetlebottom #16

By Mike Pearson
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Repent all ye sinners, said the blind man to the Bullfrog. Mama and the Old Man packed ratty suitcases and a few cardboard boxes into Mama's new car. The Old Man did what he did best, cursing up a blue streak and smelling extra pungent with all the unusual physical activity. Mama was holding back on outright crying, and just mumbled words of disbelief as she packed the car up.  Mama hid her secret horde of cash deep in her best suitcase.  The Old Man had his lesser stash of dollars and coins stuffed into three unwashed socks.  He placed the socks cash carefully at the bottom of a cardboard box that held other unwashed clothes and a collection of girlie magazines. Mama had completely forbidden the Old Man from driving her nice shiny new car.  It was a small point of resistance anyways, as he had lost his license last year, due to a misunderstanding about intoxication and belligerence. But today, she didn't have it in her to drive. She gave the keys to the miserable o...
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Beetlebottom #15

By Mike Pearson
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Not a Good Day to be Dead The rain squall ran itself out about midmorning. The sun pushed through the clouds and brought really pleasant and welcome warmth. The trees dripped and the mud on the back roads of Beetlebottom were steaming as the ground warmed up. Lanky Pete was walking on one of those back roads. Hands in pockets. Head down, just trying to stay invisible and out of the way. Lanky was starting to feel the burns on his legs again. The stitches and bandages on the cuts from broken glass felt tight and itchy. Lanky popped two more magic white pills from his stolen bottle. He didn't realize it, but he took those little white morphine tablets about 4 hours before he should have. Just out of habit, Slim Jim gravitated towards the same Beetlebottom backroads as Lanky. The whole point, was to avoid Monty, the principal, and for sure, the sheriff…plus..their own homes and parents. Slim saw Lanky first. He was up ahead on the backroad.  Lanky was just standing there, facing the s...
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