My Time in Prison Circa 2000

30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 14 What is your earliest memory? I have a pretty good memory. Sometimes it freaks me out how I can remember the most obscure comments and insignificant details. I often think I can remember things that happened when I was a toddler. I know these memories are probably just… Continue reading My Time in Prison Circa 2000


Life Condensed

30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 12 Bullet point your whole day. Woke up Was excellent Went to bed My life can easily be condensed to a series of bullet points which I find depressing. It's good for organizing my day, but pathetic in every other sense. My alarm went off I was immediately confused… Continue reading Life Condensed


Blacklist Me

30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 10 What is your guilty pleasure? Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been three years since my last confession. With this post, I am prepared to lose some friends... Nickleback. I've tried to hate them, and some of their lyrics are lazy, but they remind me so… Continue reading Blacklist Me


A Pirate’s Life for Me

30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 9 If you could have any job in the world, what would it be? As a young, naive child, I used to answer this question with much enthusiasm by exclaiming: "nurse!" or "teacher!" This is because adults couldn't handle the truth. I always had to censor what I said… Continue reading A Pirate’s Life for Me


Relationship Advice from the Eternally Single

30 Day Writing Challenge - Day 1 Discuss your current relationship HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! We're off to a great start... I don't date. But I'm not crazy, PLEASE LET ME EXPLAIN! I would date, if I found someone extraordinary, but I haven't found anyone with mutual interest yet. My standards are fairly high, but that's not a bad thing.… Continue reading Relationship Advice from the Eternally Single


Murder Most Fowl

I awoke this morning at 6:15 AM (a whole two hours before the incessant chirping of  my alarm clock!) to a sound that is unfortunately becoming easy for me to recognize. My house, especially the area outside my bedroom window, has become a feeding ground for a woodpecker. As I rolled over to knock on… Continue reading Murder Most Fowl