Blathers of Gene Bathurst

(NOTE: I forgot I'd put this into Blogger, way back. Enjoy, you Web Bots!) Thrax raced through the rows of clothes and elegant ...

Pitch black. Thrax groaned and tried to roll over. Strong arms held him fast. Female arms, but remarkably strong. He wriggled an arm loo...

Thrax strode to the abandoned, dust covered cannon and looked out the window at the square. The sleek weapon was undamaged. He wiped dust...

In the passenger cabin, Thrax and the androids swarmed Kal with congratulatory hugs and high fives. “This is what it’s all about,” Kal ...

It's in the over-the-top spirit of Magnum Thrax Ahead of them, deep inside the Death Zone, was Scylla, an undulating tornado storm. ...

Kal bobbed his head in sync to the blaring music. The gyrostabilized vehicle vibrated to classic rock in HD surround sound, enveloping th...