melwithoutdiner5
Melwithoutdiner5
melwithoutdiner5

I think one of my all time faves was a comment that never made it to the lists. It was about the Jinn that was spotted through binoculars by soldiers that seemed walked in place.

By acclaim, Sorcia McNasty’s story about the haunted truck would go in there, and I’m still going to stand by my contention that the freakiest story I ever read on here was IndianaJoan’s story “911 Calling.”

I love the shelter cat updates! What a genius idea to help your son. You are doing such a great job!

He is, and thank you for asking!

Thanks for asking. Tonight I am making one of my fav “cold” (it’s 80 degrees here) weather recipes, chicken chili. It’s seasoned with chili powder, cumin, oregano, coriander, and cinnamon. Also, the sauce is composed of very cooked down onions and garlic with jalapeno pepper in tomatoes. This is one of the most

So I took the bar exam in Ohio in July and did not pass. I wasn’t at all surprised, because I didn’t study at all – two months before the exam, right as my study schedule was kicking off, my partner of two years broke up with me unexpectedly and I had to move out of our house, back in with my parents, and then deal

Shelter Catstravaganza!

Is it just me, or does this seem like yet another reason to focus on tackling the systemic social, economic, and mental health issues that tend to drive people toward various coping strategy addictions in the first place? Maybe it’s just me.

I’m not sure where to start, I feel so down and everything is getting too much. I honestly want to go to sleep and not wake up. I miss my Ollie so much and i wish he was here with me. I am so fed up with life being a constant struggle and worrying all the time about everything. I feel like I can’t talk about how life

About 25 years ago my mother and I went to a family reunion of a branch of her family in West Virginia. I believe it was her great grandmother’s family. I am from the Bay Area of California where my parents met and and married and stayed for the rest of their lives. My father’s family are Jewish immigrants who landed

My college dorm’s basement.

My house growing up.

During my teenage years we lived in a 200+ year old farmhouse. It was big — probably about 4000 sq ft not including the dirt cellar. Think of a small version of a plantation house and you aren’t too far off. It was in a history-rich area of the East Coast, particularly Civil War history. The oldest part of the house

An abandoned colonial-era coastal resort in Djibouti. On the edge of the sea, at the end of the world, falling to pieces, sparse desert vegetation and blowing sand slowly reclaiming its space. It looked like a Chernobyl village, furniture and luggage and carts and plates all in use one second and abandoned the next,

So, I’m pretty sure the Driskill Hotel in Austin is the most haunted place I’ve ever been. Around 10 or 15 years ago when I’d go to SXSW I’d stay there. One year I brought my team and we were all booked on the old side of the hotel, pre-renovation. There were so many weird things that happened. Elevators would just

Sedona, Arizona. I have no sense of direction and didn’t want to get lost in the desert so I hired a hiking guide who took me through an area she said was used in Native American ceremonies. As we went past a deep indentation in the cliff face, I saw shimmering outlines of people moving around. It wasn’t scary but it

This place was a bit out of the way, one of those places people probably passed on a daily basis but never put that much thought into what had been going on there. Surprisingly really, given how it clearly stood out from another forgotten era compared to the places around it, one that people in this country

How do you want your wedding to be remembered by your friends and family? Do you want them to say “the bride looked lovely, the food was great and they had an awesome bartender”, or do you want people to roll their eyes and say “oh god, it was like a company kick-off. I hope they stay married because I'm not going to

Cornhole is just watered down horseshoes. In the old days we mostly played Drunken Hookup, anyway.

A wedding is a service of less than an hour followed by a reception that is as long as I care to stay.