Story Time
Below you will find various story time blogs ranging in topics. It is all 100% non-fiction. My grammar leaves much to be desired but at least you can get a visual of the stories I am telling. ::shrug::
Blake Edwards…one hell of a driver.
I believe it was around the year 1999 or 2000, a friend of mine from university, Alan, was planning on moving to LA. He asked me to come along with him for the road trip. I am always down for a road trip so I, of course, said yes. Side note: I later moved to LA but that was in 2002. After an adventure-filled trip, we finally arrived in LA. Alan was going to be rooming with a friend of his, David, I believe was his name. The other roommate was named Amy. Turns out, Amy was Blake Edwards’ and Julie Andrews’ adopted daughter. Amy was welcoming and sweet. For…
So…Aliens…
If you read my intro on the main page, you know that I would rather discuss deep & unusual topics than participate in small talk. Yes, aliens are one of those topics. Now, my mother is a witness to this story and yes, it really happened. And no, I was not abducted. But I did see something I cannot explain. Apparently others did too. I was in my teens and we took a road trip across the country from the Midwest to the West Coast. We were driving through the empty desert in Arizona when this event happened. It was nighttime so I was in the backseat staring out at…
Homelessness – Story Time #2
Homelessness. Not a word I EVER thought would be relevant in my life. Other than giving food or money to the occasional homeless person I would come across. Its hard to comprehend the full affects of it until it happens to you. I grew up in the Midwest without a care in the world. Wonderful childhood aside from a few things here and there but over all, good! Never wanted for anything. Never did drugs, only drank socially in my early 20’s (but who didn’t?), received a college education, etc. Life was good. In 2002, I had the bright idea to move to LA. I lived there for 18 years…
Witness to a Murder…Almost…
A little known fact about me is that being a Detective or FBI agent was actually something that interested me back in the day. However, I know myself well enough to know that while I may have been interested in it, I probably would not have handled it well. I am an empath and feel people’s emotions deeply. I think the job would have eventually gotten to me over time. So I live vicariously through true crime documentaries, books, and movies. However, one April night back in college, a true crime story hit extremely close to home. That is the story of a young 13 year old girl named Tiffany.…
