I’LL TAKE THE BLONDE: A CHICAGO CRIME STORY

Location: Chicago Time: 9:35am CST Date: Classified Our Hero: MojoFiction (What? It’s our story and we’re the hero.) Everything you are about to read is true. Ever have one of those days where you feel like you’re sitting around forever, waiting for something exciting to happen? That’s right, they’re called workdays. On this particular workday,... Continue Reading →

Norman Rockwell, Where Art Thou?

Picture if you will a dark, overcast day in Chicago. Street lamps reflect in small pools of water left over from the rain and a thin mist seems to hang in the air. Our eye takes us downtown, to the intersection of Wacker and LaSalle Street, just over the bridge. Imagine the rain has stopped ten... Continue Reading →

In Which We Discover Time Travel While Simultaneously Disproving the Existence of Time and, Therefore, Proving that Men are Smarter than Women

Ever wonder why Doctor Who (the smartest guy in the universe) always has a female companion, but he never has a relationship with her? That's right, modesty. But let us explain.  See, this whole thing really began when we accidentally discovered time travel. And, unlike Hot Tub Time Machine (or Doctor Who for that matter), this really... Continue Reading →

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