The Oregon rain
The oregon rain --- "the oregon rain" _ _by ** rob baird** --- in two days of hurricane-force winds and crashing thunder, the loudest thing zach leon had yet heard was the sound of his phone hitting the counter.
Beyond the Pale
._ _the road to mandalay_, by rob baird -- chapter 5, "beyond the pale" --- _previously, on _the road to mandalay_:_ _strong forces in the colonial city of jaikot have aligned against the colonial governor, jonham, lord gyldrane.
If Only In My Dreams
._ --- "if only in my dreams," by **rob baird** "wouldn't it be ironic if we were lost?" leo looked over his shoulder to find the inscrutable face of owen neely, their flight engineer.
Shovel on a little more coal
._ _an iron road running_, ** ** by ** rob baird**. chapter 4: "shovel on a little more coal" --- "made of iron, after all?" dale masseler asked. "i thought you said it wasn't going to be strong enough?"
Contagion
._ --- _tales of the dark horse_, by **rob baird** s7e2, "contagion" stardate 67906 maddy sighed.
Homecoming, Part 2
._ _tales of the dark horse _by ** rob baird** s4e2, "homecoming, part 2" stardate -550717 --- "what do you mean?" "don said i should call the cops--like that you're a red spy or something. your square friend _really_ west german?
I'm not ashamed to say I badly need a friend...
_ "i'm not ashamed to say i badly need a friend..." by rob baird --- his lips were hot and soft on mine, panting breath tickling my whiskers like a promise.
Points East
I love americana, and therefore the mix of adventure and melancholy evoked by greyhounds, and i wrote this with robert bly's old poem "[come with me](http://www.orebody.com/writ/?
In the Mouth of the Wolf
Many thanks to [@robert](/u/robert) -baird for a quick look to boost my confidence it was good enough to go out the door.
Secrets
._ --- "secrets," ** ** by **rob baird** --- "and you said it's a fast ship, right?" devin jerked with his thumb to the freighter behind him.
Old Flames
._ --- _tales of the dark horse_, by **rob baird**.
Stress Leave
Thanks to robert baird for his help with editing as always. stress leave written by: spudz "flaps, slats, panels, pins." the procedure ran through his head like clockwork. it was easy to let it become routine.