I have a rather amusing situation to share with you guys that happened shortly after moving into our rental. Within the first week or so, we had become a bit nervous because, every evening, around the same time, there would be a loud bang on our front door. Never finding anyone there when we peeked through the window, we began setting up cameras around the house. Despite the extra security, we still felt pretty nervous. Continue reading The Case of the Collapsing Bed
Okay, so we’re currently living in a rental until we can figure out where we want to go for our permanent home. I’ve mentioned in the past that our rental is in really poor condition. Damaged light switches, lights that flicker on several moments later than they should, toilets that take forever to fill up, which I recently learned is a result of hard water clogging them up. Well, the toilets have proven to be the biggest cause of our woes, with the downstairs one being the worst. And last week, boy, did it outdo itself this time. Continue reading The Curious Case of the Crumbling Commode: A Cruddy Conundrum
I think it’s been a while since I last updated you guys about my two new kittens, Carmelita and Rosalina. One notable change is how much louder they are. Even as I type this, Rosalina is yelling at me even though lunch is 20 minutes away! Seriously, these are very talkative kitties. Carmelita still has a loud, normal meow, while Rosalina has a weird meow that sounds more like a duck quacking. Except it’s way louder and more frequent now. I find it hilarious that such an adorable kitty has such an ugly sounding meow! Continue reading Updates on Rosie, Carmelita…And I Guess Me, Too
Since the age of 7, the Duck has been moving from place to place, never able to maintain a home for more than a few years before inevitably picking up and moving on once more (including long-ways across the United States…twice). I was finally able to settle down in a single house for 12 years, and though it looked as if I might have finally found a home, there was cause to leave once again. The Duck doesn’t really cover serious topics in my life too often…we all have our own problems, so who wants to hear about mine? But on this occasion, I thought I’d update you, my dear readers, with what’s been going on. Continue reading We Recently Moved…And Why
Like most people, my everyday chores and whatnot are pretty uneventful. My last visit to the store to buy ice cream sundae supplies and chicken (items listed in order of importance) needs no elaboration, nor did anything exciting happen during my most recent trip to the post office. (Actually, a lady cut in line. It was weird.) As I peruse my dull and tiresome memories revolving around life’s daily duties, one memory springs to mind of a rather humorous trek through the bank drive-through (is it called that…when you talk to the bank teller from your car…or is that just the term given to fast food restaurants?) over ten years ago. Continue reading The Stressed Bank Teller
In the past, I discussed a creative writing class I took in high school where we were only allowed to write essays and creativity was, in fact, discouraged. Fortunately, I had a very different experience when I tried my hand at creative writing once more in college. Because this time, we were actually allowed to be creative with our work and spent every class writing fictional works rather than stuffy essays. Oh, and our teacher was great. I’ll be sure to recount his funniest story later. Continue reading Can I Be Creative Now?
Today, the Duck felt like recounting a memory that took place when I was in high school. Since middle school or even earlier, I had always liked writing stories. My stories from my ducklinghood were truly abysmal, to be honest, but that didn’t stop me from trying. And then, sometime in high school, I had the opportunity to take a creative writing class. Needless to say, I was really excited to finally learn how to become a better writer, but things did not go as expected. Continue reading Stop Being Creative!
G’day, folks. I have a short update for you all. The Duck of Indeed’s Youtube channel…has recently become deceased. Due to some harassing and inappropriate comments, I have decided to remove all of my Youtube videos, along with any corresponding blog posts, or any other blog posts that mention my personal life or give away my appearance. The Internet can be a rather…odd place, as we all know, so perhaps it was unwise to reveal as much about myself as I did. Other than that, this blog, and my gaming endeavors on Virtual Bastion, will continue as usual. Onward and tally ho! Continue reading The Duck’s Youtube Channel…Goes the Way of the Dodo
You may or may not have noticed by now, but the Duck’s blog has a new theme! Since my earliest days on WordPress, my blog has sported the same virtual garb (or, might I say, “digital style”), a theme of dark colors called Motion. But no longer, I declared last Tuesday! It was time to freshen up this dreary, old journal with my new, far cheerier theme, Shine On! I wanted something a bit brighter and uncluttered, and by golly, I think I picked the best theme I could. While I had actually been meaning to update this blog for the past year or so, it was thanks to a recent change of attitude in life that finally motivated me to grant my blog the transformation it had so desperately needed, among other things.
It’s rather complicated, but I’ll try to explain as best I can, in my vague kind of way. I can be a rather private Duck sometimes, you see. For the last unspecified span of years, I felt as if life had been passing me by. Every day, it felt as if I was waiting for something to happen, even when that something remained entirely unknown to me. And when one is waiting for some event they wouldn’t recognize even if it looked them in the eye and declared its arrival, one finds themselves waiting a very long time indeed. Continue reading New Theme, New Outlook, New Beginnings
As the years pass us by, memories age and fade like old photographs. Details fall away, leaving just a small snippet here and an unclear image there to mark our progress through life. While it seems we remember less and less of our past the more years we have to look back over, there are certain memories that never go away. They are like snapshots that remain as clear as the day they happened, like anchors tying us to the past.
I spent the beginning of my life in a tiny town that shall remain nameless, and had I mentioned it, there is a good chance you wouldn’t have heard of it anyway. There was little to do there, but I did remember a few little businesses we would visit from time to time. There was a bakery where my mom would buy me a donut sometimes, and I remember always wondering what the bags of bread crumbs on the counter were for (I couldn’t imagine paying money for the leftover scraps of bread you typically throw away). There were some restaurants, such as one place that always had sugar on every table in the same way that most restaurants have salt and pepper, except this sugar came in all kinds of colors. I also remember a rather tasty Chinese restaurant that had the most beautiful screens by the entrance, adorned with elaborate birds decorated with real feathers. There was also this little store that sold some rather interesting items, like empty eggshells with cute decorations inside. We still own one that contains a little hummingbird. They also sold a phone that looked like a duck, which I liked at the time, but which seems rather silly now. (Ironic, considering I am the Duck of Indeed, after all.) Continue reading The Purple Rock