by Ree Miller… Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you said what you were really thinking? Rather than filtering yourself the way we all do? At work today, I found out. “Good morning, Ree,” the always pleasant receptionist said as I entered the lobby. “How are you today?” I intended to…

by Ree Miller… Crazy Daisy is alone at the bar, without her estranged husband Provo or his evil, goat-eyed twin brother Orem. She is unusually well-groomed, wearing a sleeveless, red-sheath dress. “Wow,” says bartender Melissa, “I didn’t realize you had such great guns.” “Guns? How’d you know about my guns?” Daisy asks. “I mean your…