The Envelope

The world is a big, yet small place.  The following story is completely true; the names have been changed to protect the parties involved.

I was the typical teenage girl who was attracted to bad guys.  You know the type rebels, tough guys, the kind that your parents warned you about. Well, when I was younger, thankfully I grew out of this stage, I started talking to this guy, we will call him Tyler Durden (cute huh?).  Tyler Durden was my best friend’s boyfriend’s best friend. I started talking to him one night.  We became close and we talked every day for hours. Well Tyler got in trouble and ended up going to Boy’s School, which is also known as Juvenile.  I never did know exactly what he did to get in there.  I pretty much stopped talking to him, we would occasionally send each other letters while he was in Boy’s School. I decided that I didn’t really want to per sue anything with Tyler because he was not a good guy to be around and I met another guy which I will call Bob Marley.  Bob was not much better than Tyler, he used to live under a bridge. He was pretty much a hippie and not a really good guy to hang around either but I was young and dumb and I thought I was in love. 

I pretty much stopped responding to Tyler after I started dated Bob.  I wasn’t really interested anymore and I still didn’t know what he did. However I did think it would be cool to date my best friend’s boy friend’s best friend.  Tyler would still send me letters and call me when he could. One day my mom decided to get the mail. I think it was a weekend day. So, she saw the Boy’s School stamp saying this letter was from an inmate.  My mom knew I was dating Bob Marley and the letter had hand written on it Bob Marley.  They would give you a set amount of envelopes and when you ran out you were out of luck.  My mom was pretty upset for two reasons, her teenage daughter was receiving mail from an inmate and it was from someone who was named Bob Marley.  I explained that it wasn’t my Bob Marley and told her the truth about who it was. I was forbidden to talk to Tyler Durden. After things with Bob Marley didn’t work out, I was talking to Tyler Durden again for a little while longer. I gave him my friend’s address and he sent the letters to her.  I found out that Tyler ran out of envelopes and borrowed one from  Bob Marley whose real name is a very common first and last name. It was a sheer coincidence.  After that I stopped talking to Tyler Durden.   This was in like May.

I am sure you are like so what, people have the same names all the time, but it gets weirder.

In October, I was home from school, I had been sick, I was on AOL in a chatroom. I started talking to this  random guy and I knew his name was Bob.  I didn’t want to type anymore so I gave him my number and he called me. The caller id said something like Martha Marley.  I thought wow another one? Well it is a pretty common name after all there must be millions of Bob Marley’s out there.  Then I was like thinking about it while I talked to him and asked him, figuring he would have no clue what I was talking about, Do you know a guy named Tyler Durden?  He responded yeah, I was in Boy’s School with him.  I squeaked out, I got your envelope.

Dream, Dream, Dream.

I am sure I have told you about my weird dreams before. Definitely about Kevin, the alien that when he gets mad turns in to a queen. For a while now, I have been dreaming about one of my old houses. The dreams I had started out riding my old school bus, from elementary school. I would be on the bus in my old neighborhood and I would get off the bus at my old house and by the time I got off, I’d realize that I don’t live there, and I would start chasing the bus, Mrs. Macy would never stop. I would then somehow try and figure out how to get where I really lived, I never quite knew where that was. Sometimes I would visit my old neighbors. Other times I lived in the house, my mom would open the garage door and I would go inside. It was really weird and had become a reoccurring dream for a while. Then the dreams stopped for a while. It wasn’t like a nightly thing, but it was enough that I would remember it happening quite a bit.

Now, I dream about living in that house like every other week or so. It’s normally that I moved back in. It would look different inside almost every time, never like I remembered it. It never has the basement where I used to sing and dance or the place under the stairs I would have my club house in. It is weird. I know it’s normal to dream about things in the past. I have definitely had weirder dreams, but it is crazy that it is the same theme and almost the same dream or variation of it. I am an adult and Noah is with me. Every time I dream it, I think well now I don’t have to dream about living here anymore. I had the dream very recently, and once I said that, I woke up. I had one of those abrupt where am I wake ups. I woke up in my house. I don’t think I have ever had a dream that I dreamed about waking up like a dream inside a dream. Maybe I have, I don’t really know.

I don’t know if it has to do with something going on in my mind or what that is making me dream about that particular house. I don’t talk to my old neighbors or anything. I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about that house. Dreams are such a weird and complex thing. I am not sure what causes some of them. I had a dream about my Grandma Rose where I was at her house and she let in an escaped mental patient and he came after us. I think it would be really cool to watch our dreams. I am pretty good about remembering my dreams. I would love to see the ones I don’t remember though.

Do you have weird dreams? Do you dream them more than once?

Balloon Boy- My thoughts

When I first heard about balloon boy, I decided not to look. It really upsets me when I hear or read about children hurt or in danger. So, I thought to myself that I hope he is ok. I was on twitter reading my friends tweets and I kept seeing things about balloon boy.

I noticed that one of the trending topics was Wife Swap. I really like watching Wife Swap because it is funny and interesting. We like to see how long it takes for the other mother to say it makes me so sad or start crying over silly things. So I decided to click on the trending topic. I thought they were talking about the next season instead I saw that balloon boy was none other than Falcon Heene. It was weird because earlier I was watching Wife Swap before I even knew much about balloon boy and I thought of the Heene’s because the episode with the family that they ended up swapping with on the viewer’s choice swap was on.

As soon as I saw that it was the Heene’s, I thought this is a hoax or a cheap publicity stunt. I started questioning on twitter if someone saw him then why didn’t they stop him. I also said, A six year old weighs like 50 pounds how can a Mylar balloon hold that much weight. It reminded me of the episode of the Simpsons where “Timmy” fell down the well but it was really Bart with a radio pretending.

The reasons I didn’t believe that balloon boy was really in the balloon are:

1. The Heene’s are crazy. They chase tornadoes and they don’t seem to really care about their kids because they put them in danger and take them out of school.

2. Richard Heene is someone who seems like he would do ANYTHING for 15 minutes of fame. I mean they did go on Wife Swap twice. PS. They weren’t that entertaining. I would take any other family over them any day.

3. The whole weight thing. I am not a rocket scientist by any means but I just thought it didn’t sound right to me

4. In the words of Judge Judy, If it doesn’t make sense then it’s probably not true.

Later Falcon was found hiding in the attic. Ok I am glad he wasn’t hurt but I don’t believe for a minute that it wasn’t orchestrated by the parents. They said that they called his name for 5 to 7 minutes. If it were my child I would of ran around the house and garage and attic like a maniac to find my child. I wouldn’t just call his name and just be like oh no he flew away!

Why didn’t anyone search the house? Like the police or anyone? I am commending those who were involved in the search for balloon boy but I just don’t understand how he could of hidden that long. The Heene adults didn’t seem too shook up about it at all. I think it was a terrible waste of resources and media time. I am sure Mr. Richard Heene was just trying to get his new stupid invention on the air. Maybe Wife Swap didn’t want them on again so he had to come up with a new plan.

So, those are my thoughts on Balloon Boy.