I moved in with my brother, best I can remember, in the summer of 2006. He lived in the humorously-dubbed “Apartment 69” in “The Grove” apartment complex on Tates Creek Road in Lexington, Kentucky. The place had only two bedrooms, so when I first moved in, I had to sleep on the couch in the living room, and as I said before, I was mostly a Night Owl, so I spent a lot of the day asleep, while everyone else was at work. We only lived there for a couple weeks before we moved a few yards down into ApartmentContinue readingFirst Time With Brother

I just realized I left something out of my previous entries regarding my time with Granny Bernadette. Occasionally I would get bored with staying at Granny’s and I would come up to Lexington for a few days. Sometimes I drove myself, but I think after I sold my car to a childhood friend, I rode back and forth with Bill on his occasional trips to visit his family. I would usually stay with my brother for a couple nights and Erin for a couple, and I would do various enjoyable things while I was there, that I couldn’t do whileContinue readingVisiting Lexington

After Erin angrily kicked me out of her house, I ended up living with Granny Bernadette yet again. This time I assumed I would be there permanently, or at least until she kicked the bucket. I was an abject failure, totally dependent on my Grandmother for survival. Technically that wasn’t true, because that summer my assistance was awarded, and I started paying her a little every month for rent, utilities, and groceries. But that’s what I felt like. My life was incredibly boring at Granny’s. Like I said, for a long time I didn’t have a Video Game System, andContinue readingTail Tucked (Again) at Bernadette’s

After I lost my job at the Housewares Factory, I got rather, well, bored of living with Granny Bernadette. I had long sold my computer and my PS2, my original Xbox was on the fritz, about the only machine I had that I could use for gaming was an old Intel Celeron PC with Windows Millennium that my Aunt owned, and it couldn’t run shit. She didn’t even have broadband, Auntie connected to the Internet using AOL dial-up, and Granny wouldn’t let us get anything better, especially if she was going to have to pay for it. So, I decidedContinue readingErin Is A Harsh Taskmaster

After my arrest and nervous breakdown in 200X, I was in a bad way. Convinced that the cops were out to get me, I would freak out at the sound of every siren that went past, of which there were many at Christian’s house, which was close to a hospital. I concocted elaborate conspiracy theories in which Federal Agents would break into my home and seize my “Anti-Establishment” books to prove that I was a nefarious Domestic Terrorist, then send me away forever on trumped-up charges. I needed to go somewhere calm and safe, so I could recover. Naturally, Granny’sContinue readingRecovering with Granny Bernadette

After Al moved out to live with his girlfriend in, say, 2001, I got Bill a job at Erin’s startup and invited him to move in with me at the Lexington “Luxury” Apartments on Montavesta Drive. Al took his couches, so I bought some old, green, rather odoriferous couches off of Jed, and set them up in the living room. Bill didn’t have a bed at the time, so he said he would just sleep on the couches until he got one. He never did. Those couches ended up being Bill’s bed for the next two years. At first weContinue readingThe Dark Time

Today I am going to write about my Granny Mabel, whom I lived with for about seven years The first thing you have to understand about Granny Mabel was that she was really bad about nagging. She would get it in your head that you just had to do what she wanted you to and pester you about it over and over, constantly, until you either agreed or bit her head off. The things that she nagged you about were sometimes legitimate, like “caco, you need to eat more vegetables,” or “caco, you need to drink more water,” or “caco,Continue readingGranny Mabel

Jed was in a big hurry this time, because he had to work at 4 PM and he wanted to make absolutely certain that he wasn’t late. He usually gets up around 11 AM or noon each day. So he was adamant that I be ready and waiting for him outside on the front porch before he showed up at 1 PM. I did so, and fooled around on my phone playing various little games until he arrived. We headed over to the Comic Book Shop and of course it was packed, just like last year. However, I think thisContinue readingFree Comic Book Day 2014

Just a little thing from my childhood today. I was playing with a few kids, I think in the back yard of the house our Church Services were held in, and I kept giving orders to everybody, telling them what to do. One of the little girls there, who was maybe two years older than me, said, “caco, you’re behaving like a dictator.” And I thought she was calling me a “dick ‘tater” or “dick potato.” What? That’s all I have? Well… yes. Okay, today’s entry was phoned in, but they can’t all be winners.