So, if you were to ask me, “Hey, AK, how was that experience?” I’d have to answer something along the lines of:
I’m grateful we’re alive, that our friends and family and pets are safe. I’m worried, and praying for the people affected. I will never use the name Irma for anything but a murder victim, I think, and it will be gruesome when it happens. I feel like I owe her at least one for my back pains. Continue reading Full Irma Evacuation Adventure – Orlando
How many people can kick out $1000 for a weekend away? That’s ultimately what this is. And that doesn’t factor what we’ll find when we get back. We’re insured, and that’s fine and all, but what if our complex leveled? Continue reading Evacuated Ahead of Irma – Orlando Edition
This is the first person I’ve had pass that I’ve hung out with on a regular basis, the first of my friends who are my age and are no more. I know as I grow older this will happen more often, but may I just say, I’d prefer if it were old age from here on out? Is that acceptable? Continue reading Mourning My Friend a Second Time
This is an NSFW story written for a horror/thriller site. There is graphic violence at the end. Continue reading Something In The Way
It should be Writer’s Wall.
This wall would be taller than the breathable atmosphere – like the ISS has to bump their trajectory to avoid it kind of tall.
It’d be long. The length would impress President 45 in its tremendousness. There would be no walking around this wall.
We can’t dig underneath it, the damn thing’s foundation is buried deep in the writer’s soul. There’s no grabbing a shovel and uncovering it any time soon. Continue reading Blocks Are For Building
I sense opportunity here, far more than others … maybe that’s because Disney injects optimism into the air… Continue reading Orlando: One Year Later
“So you’re forty now, when was your last mammogram?”
“My last what? Doc, I’ve never had one. Do you see these boobs? *points to chest* They’re tiny. When I’ve asked about that before, they generally do the touch test and call me good. Is this something I should have done?” Continue reading My First Mammogram