J.B. Sommerset

Well, we made it. Here we are in 2024, I waited a couple of days to make sure it was legit. Apparently it is, we have passed through another segment of time to the next micro-epoch of the 2020's. With how weird it has gotten since 2016, its anyone's guess what's next. I mean, it's been escalating in weirdness for a while now. One of my favorite authors is Kurt Vonnegut, I have read his catalogue of strange stories and oddities, the man's entire collection of works. Some of the most interesting and down right bazaar stories. But I have to say, not even he could have prepared me for how strange the future actually is.  So, here comes 2024, strap in and open your mind, things are about to get stranger, especially because it's an election year here in the good old U-S-of-A, and that means "double-play" for the circus monkeys and spin doctors. The stories we might encounter could just break us. All you creators out there might find your self lacking next t

God knows we could all use some change from last year. So here it is, the changing of the guard. Here comes 2024, I hope you are all wearing your plot armor.  Cheers!

There's no easy way to say this... I think we should see other people and years. It's not you, it's me, 2022. I don't think we have anything in common anymore. I need room to grow, and I don't think you can offer me that. We can still be friends, it's just that I need more from a year. It's time to go, my Uber is here... yes. Yes, that is 2023. I am sorry. I didn't want it to happen, I wasn't looking for a new year but there it was. It just happened. I have to go. Look, I am sure you will be fine, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Maybe I will see you around. Goodbye, 2022. (Photo credit Jill Wellington) Cheers!

 It's that time-

Instead of an audiobook this time around, and because it is Halloween, I decided to post a different kind of story. Sometimes I like to go back to my roots for a different kind of storytelling. If I am in the mood for something a little spooky, and because it's that time of year, I like to revisit some  creepypasta  stories from my late-night internet binges. The ones hustled to me straight from some shady and abysmal corner of the "dark web." Some of you might not know what a creepypasta is. Short and straightforward, a creepypasta is an internet story based on a legend. They are told around late-night digital fires, like those on Reddit , Tumbler , or 4Chan . They are retold until someone decides to commit them to internet lore. Most, if not all, have an element of horror to them. Despite their reputation for being "lower" quality, and literary dreg, some are very well written and well put together. Some... not so much.  These days I stay away from the chart r

HAPPY NEW YEAR! GOOD BYE 2021!

  Happy Holidays ya'll! (Photo Credit: Bret Sayles of Pexels.com)

  (photo credit goes to Sarah Pflug of burst ) Just like every year, today is a day for leftovers and food-comas. Here in America at least. I have never been too fond of eating until I hurt, but that's exactly what seems to happen each year for thanksgiving. I still don't know how it happens, each year I eat a little less, and each year the food coma seems to last a little longer- or maybe I just have more wine each year and only think I eat less. Nonetheless, this year was bad, like "hate myself in the morning and hide in shame all day" bad.  Needless to say, I march on, that's what  I do. I drag myself out of bed and stagger around my house cleaning up and prepping for the next food disaster holiday- Christmas. Keep in mind, Christmas is something I don't natively celebrate, my immediate family on the other hand does. So I join in. Thank the stars none of us celebrate "black Friday", even the name sound ominous. Besides, I need the Friday after to

Today is veteran's day, and while I might not agree with modern patriotism and what it stands for, I agree that some people need recognition for the jobs they do. To all those who serve in the armed forces. I salute you, good sirs! I may occasionally have my stents of badassery, once in a blue moon, but some people are just born bad-asses. They don't even have to try, or at least it appears that way. Today I recognize all those who put life and limb on the line to do the job. But there are some who shine and this guy is one of them. Let's just say, people like Roy Benevidez , are why we celebrate veterans day. Give him a google, I guarantee you will not be disappointed.   And here's a short explanation of why he's such a BAMF. Cheers!