Memorable Moments in an Alien World











{February 20, 2013}   First Waking Thought

Every morning without fail, though grousing about what the day holds may soon chase the it away, when I open my eyes in the morning my first thought is always, Read the rest of this entry »



{January 19, 2013}   Punching the Impossible.

Occasionally, something unbelievable happens. Like the pilot who landed his plane on the Hudson River. Or the mountain lion that wandered into downtown Santa Monica from the Santa Monica Mountains.

This is one such account.

Many people have been inquiring as to how I injured my right hand. It’s been in a half cast for over two weeks now and never before I have realized how much I truly utilize my dominate hand.

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It happened like this: Read the rest of this entry »



{May 30, 2012}   Breaking up.

Before I actually found a place to live in LA, I was living as a transient gypsy. Extended stay at a hotel Sunday through Thursday, 3 hours in traffic on my 5-freeway commute back to Murrieta. Then I would drive BACK to LA on Saturday with my parents, searching out available apartments. Then BACK to Murrieta Saturday evening. Sunday morning would come and go so fast and the next thing you know, I’m packing up to trek back to LA for another crazy 50-80 week.

I had been living like that since late August, so by late September it is a massive understatement to say that I felt DESPERATE to find a place to call home. One week, my ever-helpful mother drove out in middle of the week to help me locate some apartments. While I was at work she lined up a couple of places for us to take a look at after work that evening.

As we drove to the first place, it was right around dusk. Probably not the best time to go apartment hunting, but I had no other option. We Sasses are punctual to a fault, so we had a few minutes to look around while we waited for the owner of the complex to arrive and show us around.

The neighborhood didn’t bowl me over. It definitely seemed like the kind of place you shouldn’t walk outside after, well, dusk! But I was currently staying in a seedy hotel – how much worse could this be? Read the rest of this entry »



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