What a horrible dream!

I called Lisa last night at 9:32 PM. She gets out of work at 9 PM and is home by 9:10-9:15 PM. When I called, Brian said she wasn’t home yet and he’d have her call me when she gets home.

She never called back.

Last night I had a very realistic dream that Lisa died. I don’t remember now what the circumstances of her death were, but she was dead nonetheless. The feelings, thoughts and emotions of having lost my oldest sister were so realistic that I woke up still overwhelmed by it all. I almost called her on my way to work to see if she was alright.

But I never called her.

The last time I had a dream about her or one of the girls and called her to talk about it, she laughed at me. I love my sister, but she lacks compassion and sympathy.

I’m thinking about why Lisa never called me back last night, and the reason is probably because Brian never told her that I called.


I was driving back to work yesterday from the Pooler Walmart when I stopped at a red light on US-80. A rusty, white truck filled with 15 guys in their mid-20s made a left turn at the intersection into the direction I was heading.

Seriously, there were guys spewing out of this truck everywhere: in the cab, in the bed of the truck, on the toolboxes in the bed of the truck, on each other’s laps. Well, I don’t know about the lap part, but it wouldn’t surprise me.

The guy sitting on the passenger’s side of the truck dangled out the window and motioned with both of his hands as if he were pushing something down as the truck was turning. And all of the guys were looking in my direction. I didn’t know what was going on. Should I be flattered, scared, offended?

I looked at the car to my left and there were two old, black people sitting in it. And the vehicle to the left of the car was an 18-wheeler. I didn’t know what to think.

As the truck continued to turn, the guys sitting in the bed of the truck all started yelling something and a few made the hand motion of pushing something down too. When the truck finished turning into my lane on the other side of the intersection, it swerved into a BP. The guy who was dangling out the window jumped out of the truck and started hauling ass in my direction. I mean he was really running fast!

I started to get scared so I locked my car door. The guy pushed down the front hood of the car to my left, closing it for them because it was unlatched.

An act of random kindness.

That’s what the hand motions and yelling were all about.

I drove past the truck-o-guys and smiled at them through my laughter.

Savannah Driving Games

So you know those white lines in the road? You know the ones you’re supposed to stop at when approaching a red light. I like to see how close I can stop to those white lines without going past them.

Why am I making a point to write about this? Because there are so many people who don’t know how to make a left-hand turn. What they do know how to do is drive on the wrong side of the road. They take their half of the road out of the middle.

Go ahead and hit me. Do it. I dare you.

But really, learn how to drive properly would you.

And don’t get me started on those who don’t use their turning signals . . .

Please blink and drive responsibly

If we are driving down a road with two lanes going in the same direction and you don’t use your blinker, how am I to know that you want to get into my lane? I don’t. I’m not a mind reader. We have a turning signal in our vehicle for a reason. Please utilize it. I don’t know what you are doing unless you give me fair warning.

Actually, that’s a lie. I’ve been down here in Savannah for long enough to know who the ignorant people are on the road. I am a mind reader.

When we are driving side by side and you start speeding up, I know that you’re going to try and pull the douche bag move of cutting me off without signaling. You do not have my permission. So I speed up. I match your speed or even drive slightly faster than you.

If you unknowingly do something out of pure ignorance that will undoubtedly piss me off—such as cut me off without using your blinker(something you are required to do as a driver)—then I will do something entirely knowing that will hopefully piss you off—such as prevent you from cutting into your desired driving lane. It is a game for me now.

Think smarter, not harder, folks. I’m from New England. My level of douche baggery is greater than yours. Please blink and drive responsibly.

Step 1: Located your turning signal.

Step 2: Turn the switch in whichever direction you need to turn.

Voila! You're signaling to turn. RESULTS MAY VARY.

A little closer to home

On Tuesdays and Thursdays I have 3D Design and today was my first class. Here is what I learned:

  • My professor is from Chicago and so is my father.
  • My professor is “around 52-years-old.” My dad’s right there with him.
  • My professor lived and worked in New Hampshire and taught at Keene State College while my sister was still going there.
  • My professor had an exhibit at Bridgewater State College in Bridgewater, Massachusetts. I applied there.

My professor makes me feel a little closer to home during this time when I’m feeling super homesick. Nothing is coincidence. That’s just how spirit works.

On another note about home (New Hampshire), my oldest sister told me about this video. Tony and I think it’s absolutely hilarious!

It was like bringing Christmas to Ethiopians.

For the past two months, I’ve been saying to Tony that I want a puppy—preferably a chocolate lab. We decided that if we were to get one, we’d wait until I was done with school this term so I’d have more time to take care of it.

As spirit would have it, when I came home from class last night there was the cutest little puppy lying on my living room floor!

Jeff, mine and Tony’s roommate, knew I wanted a puppy so when our neighbors offered to give her to us for free, he said he would wait and see if I wanted her.

Well, duh! Just look at her! She’s friggin’ adorable!

“It was like bringing Christmas to Ethiopians.” That was Jeff’s way of describing my reaction to seeing the puppy. Oh, man. My heart just melted when I saw her!

Our upstairs neighbors found her abandoned, infested with fleas, covered in dirt and with crud in her ears. They rescued her and brought her to the animal shelter to be cleaned. The shelter workers told my neighbors that if the puppy was to stay at the shelter, they would have to put her down, so they took her home.

We know nothing about her but we think she’s part lab and we think she’s about five or six months old.

I had the hardest time trying to figure out what to name her. I tried several names to see her reaction: Olivia, Anna, Emily. Nothing. No reaction. Then I tried Eva. Her head jumped right up and her tail started wagging. Eva is Hebrew for “giver of life.” With her given circumstances, I think it’s very fitting.

Eva is the newest member of my family. She’s sweet, cuddly and incredibly rambunctious. But I love her!

Me: “It fills the void of not having a baby.”
Tony: “I didn’t know there was a void.”
Me: “I figured it was best I didn’t tell you.”

The End Is Not Near

I don’t care what you think. The world is not going to end on 12/21/2012. The Mayan calendar isn’t saying that’s the date the world is going to end. It is saying that is the date the 394-solar-year cycle is coming to an end.

Let me break this down a bit.

The Mayan calendar is read in different solar years:

  • 0.055 Solar Years
  • 1 Solar Year
  • 19.7 Solar Years
  • 394.3 Solar Years

We are closing in on the end of a huge cycle. Things are going to change. Things are going to happen to lead up to that change.

A few eye-openers we’ve witnessed already:

  • 9/11 and the War on Terrorism
  • 2004 Indian Ocean earthquake which resulted in a great tsunami
  • Hurricane Katrina strikes in 2005
  • Swine Flu pandemic of 2009
  • 2010 Haiti earthquake
  • 2010 Volcano eruptions in Iceland
  • Oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico 


We are in the midst of an awakening. What we will be woken up to, I don’t know. But we are transitioning into another huge cycle, so things are going to happen.  

What happened 400 years ago? Here’s what:

  • Thirty Year’s War began in 1618
  • Bubonic Plague
  • Earthquake of 1600 that destroyed Arequipa, Peru
  • Galileo proves that the planets circle the sun in 1610
  • First African slaves are brought to Jamestown in 1619


I know things are always happening and things are always changing, but the world isn’t coming to an end. Life will probably get much worse before it gets better. We probably won’t even recognize our planet in thirty years. So hold onto your seat, folks, because we’re in for a bumpy ride.

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