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The rantings, philosophies, and memories of a retired military, ex-diplomat, tattooed biker chick, quilting o'lady, pagan college student step-mom.

No guilt trip here - I refuse to to cave into that trap - about anything. Everything happens for a reason (Karma? Fate? Destiny? Dumb Luck? or Free Will...) and it is what it is. I've come to a point in my life where I can accept that.

Eveyone always told me to write a book, because I have so many funny stories, life experiences, unique view points...but, a book? What a pain in the ass. Blogging seemed like the next best thing, so, if you're ready (and there's room enough for everyone!) fire up the bikes and lets ride....

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Alien Abduction


So, I went to a Dr's appointment the other day, and I got abducted by aliens (I think). I left the house in plenty of time to make the appointment, so I figured I'd check mail on the way. Somewhere between leaving the house and leaving the post office was when the abduction happened. It must have, because when I looked at my watch after leaving the post office, I realized I was going to be late for my Dr's appointment! I must have been with the aliens for about 30 minutes, because that's how much time I lost. I mean, the time was just gone! I must have been abducted by aliens. Dang, I hate when that happens.

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