Scene: Band festival circa 2005.
For those of you unfamiliar, many (middle/high) school bands attend what is dubbed band festivals in which concert bands and orchestras from neighboring towns congregate in an agreed upon location and have a competition. It’s not so much an ‘I’m a winner, you’re a loser’ kind of competition though, so I’m not sure why they call it such.
The stages each band has to participate in are as followed: Continue reading
There are fictional story lines that exist, of which people believe will never happen: aliens invading Earth, a vampire take over, a zombie apocalypse, etc. What makes these scenarios impossible are the fictitious qualities; things that people have not witnessed first hand; products of ones’ imaginations.
Take aliens for example. For most, there is no definitive proof that other-world beings actually exist (never mind Area 51 and the Roswell ‘incident’), so it’s highly improbable Continue reading
If you hadn’t noticed, it’s been just over a month since my last post. Why the hiatus?
Around the time that I last posted, a lot was happening for me including moving into my new home (which is amazing by the way…). Also around that time, my one year blogging anniversary came and went, I reached 500 followers, and one of my previous posts was published in an online magazine. Pretty exciting stuff, huh? So why did I stop? Continue reading
How did catcalling become a thing and why on earth is it called that!?
It must have originated during the time of cavemen because only then would a grunt be considered a come-on. Think about it… One of the most used catcalls is a simple, ‘Hey!’- one syllable. You know what else is one syllable…? ‘Ugh.’ Sure, the physical gestures have evolved to consist of a nod of the head and/or a wink and in worse cases, a thrust of some sort, but can any man in today’s society claim to have had any type of success with a woman in this way? Continue reading
I know, I know… it sounds like I’m setting you up for a rather pathetic joke.
A chicken and a sheep walked into a barn… Not quite.
When I was younger, still living at home with my parents, we had a strange couple that would walk around the neighborhood. When I first saw them, I figured it was just a coincidence. But then I saw them a second and then a third time and then it became the norm. Continue reading
The 4th of July is my favorite holiday. I’m sure you don’t hear (read) that very often, but for me, it’s true. I love how it brings people together (and by people, obviously I mean us Americans). It’s the one day out of the year that we can put aside our differences- political, personal, et al- and enjoy the day for what it is; a celebration of freedom and of our country.
But that’s not even the best part. Continue reading
We all have those stories of times in our lives where we’re surprised we didn’t die from embarrassment. You know the type… like the dream where you’re making a speech in front of a large audience of your peers and you look down and you’re standing in your underwear…
Well this story isn’t as tragic, but it was traumatic non-the-less. Continue reading