VTMAS No.63: Polly & the Rat

I’m starting to learn that when I suggest something out of humor, I must be cautious to whom I give these snarky bits of humor. As we know it, in “VTMAS No.31: Who Did It?” that my intended joke can go further than I could ever expect. Imagine my surprise, when this very thing unfolded…

VTMAS No.42: The Scooter Gang

We’ve all been on family vacations, but occasionally one comes along that leaves a lasting impression. Being in Florida, going to the Beach was at least a must once a year. I was still in high school and my mother’s boyfriend, coined “Papa Jon”, had his son Cody down as well. It was instantly decided…

VTMAS No. 6: Self-Storage

I had given up focusing on the buildings and signs that were passing by. I was sitting in the back seat of my mother’s car when suddenly my sister demanded we solve one of life’s biggest mysteries. “Val, I have a question!” Her face was scrunched, you could tell she was confused by something she…