Back in the day Jim Falk and I used to write books, magazines and comics together.  Nowadays he is a super sweet artist.  You can see his artwork on his myspace profile http://www.myspace.com/jimbo17x.  I scanned one of the comics that we did.  It was called "From the Dark Comics".  We were big into comic books and horror movies.  We enjoyed watching "Tales From the Crypt" together.  This comic book is so gory.  It's kind of disturbing that I did it when I was a kid.  But hey, I turned out OK and so did Jim.

We have only gone out to California to visit my Uncle Drake a few times in my life. One time I remember Kevin and I were really into collecting comics. It was the Jim Lee era of X-Men. I was busy trying to buy all of the back issues of The Uncanny X-men that I could find. On this fateful day I came upon a comic book that was pretty hot at the time. It was the first appearance of Gambit. I can't remember how much it cost - maybe $15 or $30. I was so happy to get a hold of it though.

Unfortunately, I no longer have it. I either traded it to my friends John and Derek for some porn or video games or I lost it with some of my other rare comics when Linda lost her area at the antique store. But, I don't really care, it is just a thing. However, it is fun to reminisce about random memories like that.

I remember we went on probably our last family vacation to Niagara falls in between my junior and senior year in high school. My dad was just starting to get into researching his geneaology. He found that there was a city named "Stalker" in Pennsylvania. Apparently the Stalker family first settled in New York and Stalker is right at the border of New York and Pennsylvania. My dad wanted to visit a cemetery to see some of our relatives' tombstones. We took my Dad's third Suburban (the last one).

It turned out that Stalker was a tiny town. (So small that it doesn't show up in the drop-down menu on Memorycrawler.com). It reminded me of a small dirt-road neighborhood in Clarkston. We were surrounded by trees everywhere we went. There was a cemetery and a few houses and a bridge to New York and that was it. We visited the cemetary and my Dad probably took some photos of the tombstones.

Other than that, there wasn't much to see so we left Stalker, Pennsylvania, . . . Read More..

I remember riding in the back of Becca's car once on the way back from her apartment. She played some music so loud it hurt my ears. I think it was Prince or something like that. I don't know why I remember this random tid bit but I thought I would record it to see if I could get any recollections from anyone.

I can't remember who was in the car. Becca was driving and I think that the Brat Patrol or part of it was in the car. We were on our way to my house for a Taylor holiday gathering. We were driving north on Dixie and somebody cut us off or Becca cut someone off or something. I just remember that the guy was driving weird and that he got in front of us. I can't remember what car Becca was driving - I think it was a purple Blazer if that makes sense.

Anyway, we turned right on Sashabaw and when we got to Walton, the guy stopped suddenly and Becca kind of bumped the guys bumper. What resulted was the funny part.

The driver got out of his car and started complaining. At some point he laid on the ground and said his neck or back hurt or something. Finally an ambulance showed up and they said that he appeared fine but that they could transport him if he was willing to foot the bill. Apparently he felt fine after that. One of the officers told Becca that he knew the guy was . . . Read More..