Dad lives on the top of a slight hill and the view from his brick front porch is just stunning. Here and there some homes dot the land but you can see the connected fields rolling along the curve of the ground. He gets very powerful storms where his house sits. Steve called me outside the other evening, as the daylight was fading. A Huge storm was ( Read more... )

"Mom, do we have any tin foil?"
"No."
"What are we? Fucking savages?"

She cracks me up to no end.

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I was reading Post Secret's web site tonight. It has mainly Mother's Day themed postcards on display. It got me thinking about Mom. And about a week ago. I had mentioned to someone the DNA swabbing that Stevie and I had to do recently. To have our DNA results compared to the Jane Doe who died in Santa Ana in 1998. To compare if it could be Mom ( Read more... )

I belong to a poetry website and the writing challenge for May was to go into the mind of an alien and abduction and write about it and the exercise was titled The Unexpected ( Read more... )

I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ( Read more... )

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding ( Read more... )

(erases her long rant about Kel, which started out sad and became angry)

...goes to take a nap. I'm just exhausted.

(snatches kitten up.... bites his head off... chews... spits pulp out)

whups. sorry. guess the quitting smoking got to me a sec there.

My mistake.