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I can't wait until I get home from work later today to catch up on the entries and prepare my own. I'm behind on commenting too. My job is brand new and today will be the first day. Everybody on Moar have a great day!

Gabriel Iglesius came to my home town tonight. My daughter and I, have been home for about 20 mins and I am relaxing typing my missive.

The Fluffy Shop tour, a group of four hispanic or latino or a mix of the aforementioned, throw in a little indian somewhere, and a black guy and a token hillbilly or two and you have a general idea of some of the material I listened to this evening. I stayed until the end of everything, I found a very clear seat to wait as the line of several hundred people wen… Continue

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Once upon a time, there lived a mother wolf with her three cubs. Her cubs had grown large and were playing in the den. They played rough and tumble games, growling and snapping in pretend battles. Their bellies felt empty that day and soon they stopped their play to rest. It was tiring, preparing for when someday they too would take their place in th… Continue

Well, my children and I went graveyard video shooting yesterday. We went to an Indian graveyard first and then we went out to an old cemetery by Whiskeytown Lake next. The week before, a woman had been kidnapped and taken out to that particular cemetery and strangled. Next, we went to Old Shasta to the Early Pioneer gravesite. Up the hill from this one is an even older cemetery. We were fine for a while we hiked up to the oldest cemetery, but discovered locked gates. The Parks are keeping it loc… Continue

This is a new part to my continuing story A Boy to A Troll. :)

The boy looked at his hands where the blisters were starting to rise. He looked towards the witch as she noisily slopped her soup; the hogs at his home ate with more grace. He wondered as to his lot. What was to become of him? He squared his shoulders and prepared to ask the witch for some of the hot soup.
“Lady, may I have some of your delicious soup?” He asked tentatively.

The witch looked at the boy where he sat across from her.… Continue