Growing up in various boroughs in and around Dallas, I wasn’t keenly aware of my social status until I was around 11 years old. It was then that I realized exactly how poor my family was. I just always assumed that drive-by shootings, german cockroaches and used drug needles were problems that everyone dealt with. I never… Continue reading Being Poor Used to Suck
I finally had what I needed. I was very tired by now, but I valiantly re-installed the new radiator, and filled the thing with coolant. After checking everything, I buttoned it all up for the night.
Hello all, I am writing this to follow up on my teaser from last week. I want to take a minute to introduce my readers to the mess they will get themselves into. I was raised by a couple of stoners and as far I know only one of them was an alcoholic. My mother… Continue reading This Is Me
Photo by: Encinalense So I think I’ll start a blog. Not sure what I’ll blog about, but I feel that I have a LOT of pent-up, frustrated, blog type stuff that seriously needs an outlet. I mean, between a screwed up childhood (you think yours was bad?) and a quasi-sucessful career as a police… Continue reading Think I’ll Start A Blog…