Showing posts from January, 2018

One Story a Day

I came up with this idea last night, while I was lying in bed, which is what you'll find as my favorite place to think, and decided to start on it right then and there. I thought that it might be kind of cool to write a single story, around one page long, every day. And after writing the first story, written on January 30th, 2018, a historic moment, I figured that I might as well establish some basic ground rules for it:

Write one story every dayWrite the date written above each storyOnce the day you wrote a story is over, you can't change at all          I know, I know, I'm pretty awesome at doing this. And, yes, you can use this same idea, just make sure you send me a $200 paycheck, in small, unmarked bills to my address.

And obviously I haven't had anyone read any of these blog posts, well, except for a few friends and family members, but I would like to know, from the few people who read this, what do you want me to write about?

Voodbye, Comrade Vanks!


I love dogs. I just love them. They're so cute, and have so much emotion, compared to cats. I'm not necessarily a cat-hater, I'm just saying if I had to choose then I would pick a dog. Dogs are also so gorgeous and handsome, such as Newfoundlands and Pit Bulls. Oh yeah, I love Pit Bulls. I don't care if they've bitten someone, or caused anyone harm, because, like, 95.5% of the time it's caused by their owner. People have no respect for animals these days. One time, someone I knew worked at the Humane Society, her boss actually hated animals, and some spoiled rich woman came in to return a dog because it didn't match her furniture. True story. We treat our pets like their some kind of cool-looking antique they could put in their living room. And I know you bought them and all, and have some kind of legal ownership over them, but you still shouldn't treat them as your property. They are living things! Anyway, I would just like to express my love for all t…


So the other day I went to go see the new Star Wars movie, and the ride there took a while, and I somehow got into a conversation about this thing that I call "anti-life". It started out as just weird "what if..." kind of thing, but as I began to elaborate on it just a bit, it seemed impossible, yet, at the same time, completely possible. Anti-life would be this kind of life form that kills itself off and builds itself up again. And as long as nothing interferes with it, it continues to repeat the cycle over and over again. Actually, now that I've looked back at what I just wrote, it's impossible. Well, thanks for reading anyways. Let me know what you think about my supposedly impossible anti-life theory and what you thought about The Last Jedi.

What the devil should I write next? How about Star Wars? Yep, I'm gonna write about Star Wars.