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Sunday, June 18, 2017

Time To Dial Down The Volume


After this week’s attack on Republican lawmakers, it is time to lay off the rhetoric.  We can disagree without resorting to violence.  Yes, people may have differences of opinion about what the country needs, just because you don’t agree with one person’s idea doesn’t make them evil!  There is no doubt that people of both parties love the US,  all ideas should be respectfully listened to and considered.  If this anger doesn’t simmer down, the results may be more violent and bloody that anyone could imagine.

Monday, June 12, 2017

Some Fan Fiction I Wrote-Based On The Originals

AUGUST 2005-IN THE MIDST OF HURRICANE KATRINA

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    “Damn. Marcel, is this rain ever gonna end?”  Thierry asked Marcel.  “If it doesn’t stop soon, New Orleans will be wiped off the face of the map.”  “I know T. I’ve been here for almost 200 years. There have been a lot of hurricanes  hit here in my time, but this one takes the cake.  This is our city, so we are going to do whatever we can to help the people out. You and Diego go down to the basement and gather up all our extra food,  blankets, and whatever else you can find, we’ll open up the compound and let anyone who needs shelter come in. Make sure you check and see that the blood supply is hidden away, the last thing these people need is to find out that there are vampire in their midst.”  As Diego and Thierry go to carry out their assignment, Marcel hears the phone ring. On the other end is Father Keiran, the only human in New Orleans who knows of the existence of vampires.

  “Kieran, how are things holding out at St. Annes?  If it get’s too bad there, get everyone up here to the compound.”   “We’re holding on pretty good,” Kieran replies.  “The church is starting to get full.  We’ve got a bunch of school kids down here, can you all take them?”    “Yeah sure,  we’ll be down there in a few.”

    Arriving at St. Anne’s,  Marcel is escorted to a back room, where 10 children, frightened out of their wits, crying for their parents are waiting.  In the back of the room, he spies a little dark haired girl, not more then 8 or 9, sobbing her eyes out.  “Hi there, I’m Marcel, what’s your name?”  “Davina, Davina Claire,” The girl replies.  “Well, Davina, I’m going to take you and  your friends here to my place, and when the storm is over, I’ll help you find your parents and get home.”   She smiles “Promise?”  “Yes I promise. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Monday, June 05, 2017

Saturday, June 03, 2017

For You So Called “Fans” Of A Certain TV Show

If you don’t like the plotlines, relationships between certain characters, or the actors/actresses themselves here’s some advice:

EITHER QUIT COMPLAINING OR STOP WATCHING THE DAMN SHOW!!!!