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A Tribute to Life in Washington D.C.

by Michael Jay Aitch

Rated: 18+ · Book · Entertainment · #2091196

The fun, the frustrating and the unbelievable-- Living in the Nation's Capitol

The story of relocation, transition and assorted moments of self deprecating reality...

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6 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Kåre Enga in Montana

Jan 9, 2022 at 9:19pm
In response to "Thanksgiving Dinner- Here Kitty Kitty"

Kittie-burgers for din-din? Felix just invited himself to dinner!

I've had cats but they weren't mousers. One was a birder though (but she never got out).

I do remember an incident when a mouser where I was visiting caught a rat. It was gruesome.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Jan 9, 2022 at 9:15pm
In response to "Senior Moments"

Ah... seniors. Yes, we annoy. But, here in Montana, we'd do just what Betty did.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Jan 9, 2022 at 9:12pm
In response to "Uncle Shit"

Good response. Seems like family high-drama. I don't have drama in my life at the moment. I'm fine with that.

Dr Gonzo

Dec 29, 2021 at 11:47pm
In response to "Another Mass Murder- The Cycle of Violence Continues"

I try not to comment on other countries issues, after all, the crisis that is happening in the US has no bearing on my life here in Australia. But, your piece deserves to be acknowledged.

I used to own hunting rifles, but then on 28th April, 1996, everything changed, when a person, I refuse to name, decided to take aim upon and kill, 35 innocent men, women and children (with coincidentally, an AR15 ArmaLite).

Many more were injured that terrible day, and the government of the time did something that, all theses years later, has proven that in fact, it is guns that kill people.

There hasn't been another massacre since, and the reason is, I believe, that the population was disarmed. A buy back scheme saw millions of weapons crushed, and since then, there are regular amnesties to hand in illegal and unregistered weapons.

Sure, there's still guns out there, and to pretend otherwise is ridiculous, but a kid who is having a hard time at school can't go to his parents bedside drawer and take a concealable firearm, go to school and do something any civilized society should be ashamed of.

I don't know what the answer is...when a country is so afraid that it cannot acknowledge the statistic that owning a gun does not protect you, but actually increases the likelihood of being killed by a gun...often with that very gun.

From the outside looking in, the US is at war...with itself.

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Veritas

Nov 27, 2017 at 5:29am
In response to "Sleep Well"

Um... that's kind of disturbing.

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Veritas

Nov 27, 2017 at 5:28am
In response to "This Writer's Six Hour Observation of Life in the Midwest"

Axe throwing lessons? Wow. That goes right up there alongside my wish to learn to joust and archery. It's a serious skill.

No offense to the people of Missouri, but when I drove through there years ago, I couldn't help but think it was the ugliest state in the U.S. So I feel you.

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February 26, 2022 at 5:40pm

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Money for Two Nights in a Hotel

My sister, the alcoholic and addict called this afternoon. Is there a difference or one in the same? Cheryl only calls me if she wants something. I get a knot in my stomach when the phone rings. If she is calling me, she is desperate because I am the bottom of the family totem pole. Everyone else had said no, and I am undoubtedly the last resort. My nickname in the family is Judge Judy, the one that calls it like it is. “Hi, it’s your sister Cheryl,” she began in a scratchy and desperate cracking voice.

After superficial greetings, “I have a favor to ask. I am homeless tonight. Would you lend me money to cover two nights in a hotel? I went to see Guthry for a couple days and now I am stuck because there are no buses running and I cannot get back to mom’s place.”

“Cheryl, did you quit your job last week,” I ask?

“Yes,” she replied.

“Why can’t you ask your boyfriend (and fiancé) for the money,” I asked?

“Guthry is tapped out, he paid for the last three nights in the hotel, and he does not have it.”

Have Guthry ask his parents for the money, or stay with your (50-year-old alcoholic) boyfriend’s parents.”

“They won’t give up the money,” Cheryl replied, “and we’re fighting. I am going to dump him. I am not taking his calls. I am going to be homeless if you can’t help me.”

We discussed her perpetual drama. Always asking, always in trouble, never planning for anything, no regard or concern for anyone except herself. Then, “I don’t want to lie. I did not quit, I got fired.” Predictable I thought. “There was an altercation with a transsexual – a transgender person. I called him a her, or her a him, or some shit like that… You’d never understand, but I am doing everything right, I’m not drinking,” said Cheryl.

I often preach to my siblings discouraging aide that enables Cheryl’s actions. So today, I was not going to be the enabler. “Sorry Cheryl, I don’t have it. I cannot pay for two nights in a hotel,” I said.

“I have a paycheck coming to mom’s place soon. I will pay you back, I promise,” said Cheryl. She has never paid anyone back, I thought.

“No Cheryl, I am going to take a pass. I don’t have it,” I said, and disconnected the call. Now I wonder how long before the next level of drama. This will escalate, we are not done with this incident; act two forthcoming.

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