Three weird short stories: featuring,in the first, the owner of an auto parts junkyard; in the second, immigrants of Romanian descent; and in the third, the inhabitants of a crawl space.A Junkyard Tradition opens with the dismembering of a cat and progresses through to the murder of a thieving wife. The Immigrants follow, with the police investigating the savage killing of an investment counselor, culminating in the detectives assigned to the case awaiting the next full moon. In Under the Master Bedroom, a newly purchased house has some gruesome history that becomes reality for its new owner.

The second volume of one hundred helter-skelter provocative short poems dealing with life and living at any age, any gender, any where, any time.A random arrangement of short poems touching on:charity and greed; crime and punishment; death and dying; earth and universe; fact and fiction; freedom and incarceration; gods and faith; good and evil; heaven and hell; human rights and tyranny; love and hate; parents and children; present and future; race and religion; sickness and health; sun and moon; truth and deceit; war and peace.

The first volume of one hundred helter-skelter provocative short poems dealing with life and living at any age, any gender, any where, any time.A random arrangement of short poems touching on:charity and greed; crime and punishment; death and dying; earth and universe; fact and fiction; freedom and incarceration; gods and faith; good and evil; heaven and hell; human rights and tyranny; love and hate; parents and children; present and future; race and religion; sickness and health; sun and moon; truth and deceit; war and peace.

"Phil's new book Gypsy Joker To A Hells Angel is based on 44 years as a Hells Angel. Photos & stories are a must read for all motorcycle riders" - Sonny Barger In the early 1960s, a young Navy vet, motorcyclist, amateur photographer, and rebel named Phil Cross joined a motorcycle club called the Hells Angels. It turned out to be a bogus chapter of the club that would soon find infamy, so he switched to another club called the Night Riders. Like the bogus chapter of the Hells Angels, this turned out to be a club whose brotherhood was run by a man Mr. Cross describes as "a complete asshole." One day, Mr. Cross stuffed the leader in a ringer-type washing machine and joined a club called the Gypsy Jokers. He started a San Jose chapter of the Jokers and embarked on the most action-packed years of his life. The Jokers were in the midst of a shooting war with the real Hells Angels. The fighting became so intense that the Jokers posted snipers atop their clubhouse....