I have spent a life in uniform, adventuring through this muddled-up world as time passed. I've lived, loved, fallen on my face only to try again. Now, as I get older, my only regret was not writing it down. It's time to start.
As a fan of the recently ended CW supernatural thriller, Supernatural, I was always impressed by the characters that the writers developed over the course of its' fifteen seasons. Some of my personal favorites were of course the Winchester brothers, Sam and Dean, Castiel, Bobby, Crawley, Ruby, and of course, Mark Pelligrino's portrayal of the pivotal devil, Lucifer. The one character that beyond any doubt shook the first five years of the show was the character, Lilith. Lilith is a popular character throughout history, the Queen of the Demons, the first historical reference to a succubus, and quite possibly the queen of all evil. Why has pop culture, literature, and history enjoyed such a flirtation with this popularly evil she-demon?
Thanks For The Memories
Mr. President, When I think about how to sum up the past four years as an American having watched your presidency I think the words you were fun to watch fit perfectly. You were, afterall, once in the "Battle of the Billionaires" and shaved another Billionaires' head, on Pay Per View.
Death To 2020
Netflix has hosted some winners and losers during this pandemic and like some of the streaming services, has at times, overused the losers for lack of anything current and new because of Covid-19. If you're still sheltering in place or isolating and haven't seen this one I'd recommend giving it a watch. The cast is stellar and they manage to cover the year that was.
Jennifer woke up in her new apartment on Springdale, moaning as the light from her window hit her in the face. She grabbed the bedspread and pulled it over her head. Jennifer realized that she was naked. A good-looking girl, waking up after a drunken night and naked, she felt around behind her muttering “please no, please no, please no.” As she found herself alone Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief. She only started her new undercover identity ten hours ago, ending up in bed with one of the disciples on day one sounded like a terrible outcome.
Weeks ago, Jennifer Jones sat in a posh office overlooking the Mississippi, not knowing what was to come of her being summoned. The only thing she knew was that David Pope summoned her to his office, requested her to be discreet about the meeting, and there were going to be some federal agents that wanted to speak with her. To her surprise, the meeting came with an offer, one that Chief Pope admitted he was hesitant to convey to her. The offer came from the federal agents that came to River City, late in the evening. It was something that she found weird, even mysterious.
Sexy Prank and Where's the Vengence
It's not just older men that lose their minds for younger women. An older woman can go stupid around younger men. Trevor broke his leg and was laid up for two weeks at home; getting under the woman of the house's skin now that he was always there. At twenty-five, Trevor was a good-looking prize for the forty-three-year-old Vanessa but they were from different eras and lived different lives. His looks would never be an issue, as she came home to find him sitting on the sofa with his leg propped up. Even in just gym shorts and an old tee-shirt, she was happy with what she saw there. His black hair was pulled back in a tail and she did not mind the six days growth, giving Trevor a more rugged, manly look that helped bridge the gap in their appearances. If only he had something to do, other than play video games.
The Ripper Case
Nightfall came, pouring rain beat against a decade-old black Charger. The rain, fell hard and fast, making it hard to see through the window. With all the dings, the dented front fender, and rust spots on the rear, nobody knew this was an off-duty vehicle. In the darkness of night, beneath heavy rain, nobody noticed the lone detective sitting there, hunting a serial killer known as The Ripper.
Dare To Spend The Night
Southwestern Iowa, in the small town of Villisca, is home to one of the most notorious unsolved murders of the state and while the unsolved bludgeon murders remain a mystery, so does the haunting of the Villisca Axe Murder House. This, is one o f those places, despite doubters and detractors, that brings people out to examine the possible paranormal phenomenon. Some, suffering the wrath of the evil spirit inside, even being mysteriously wounded in the process of recreational, paranormal, investigations. For the low, low, price of $500.00 a night, you can pay to sleep in a house with potentially malicious spirits.