Disabled or Daring?

COL GadsonI got to meet a very impressive man today. His name is COL Gadson and he is currently serving as the Garrison Commander at Fort Belvoir, VA. In addition to this, he played football for West Point and looks like the toughest guy I wouldn’t want to meet in any alley! He is also a Wounded Warrior having lost his legs in Baghdad. I, of course, didn’t know this. I just recognized him from the movie ‘Battleship’ and asked for his autograph.

I was blown away by his accomplishments before and after the injury. He is an advocate for people with disabilities. I am not disabled but I have a very good friend who is, Anne. She is an inspiration having been born with Spina Bifida. She had to suffer surgery after surgery when she was younger and spent half her youth in hospitals. I can’t imagine what she’s gone through. But she’s not disabled, she’s daring! Today she can walk but who wants to walk when you can ride? She owns a Segway and you can see her racing up and down the hallways of the Army Materiel Command any day of the week.

When she tried to board the metro using her Segway she was almost arrested. Her case along with many others were key in reforming the WMATA. New guidelines have been established making it legal and safe for handicap people using Segways to enter the metro. She is awesome! If you’d like to read more about her read the article in the Washington Post:


How best to show my gratification for our friendship than by placing her in my book as one of the main characters, Gina Grails. Which is why I asked COL Gadson to sign a copy of my book. It was great meeting him and it’s an honor knowing people like him and Anne- so brave in their every day challenges!


‘OPEN’ to Possibilities

in the cloudsI have to wonder sometimes, why I’m so open to different possibilities. I was raised in a family of six, two older brothers and a younger sister and I’m the closest with my sister. I’m also nothing like her. Again, why? I’m not so sure.

Sometimes I think it’s her way of establishing her own identity. Growing up, I flew by the seat of my pants, I was full of adventure and full of fun. That was me, going a mile a minute, not allowing myself to stop and think because I thought too much, felt too much and it just hurt too much to slow down so I didn’t. My sister has a very no-nonsense way of dealing with things. She’s practical and straightforward. If you know me, just think complete opposite and you’ll get her. My sister deplored my former self and didn’t want to be anything like me and that’s why we grew up so different.

I wrote a poem about my sister, if you want to check it out:

Maybe I’m so open to possibilities because I’m adopted. My mind thinks, somewhere out there is my family. I believe it. I don’t know for sure, I’ve never seen them but I know they’re out there.

People either believe in possibilities or they don’t. I can’t imagine being one of those close-minded people. Let’s call them “Ravenous Bugblatter Beast’s of Traal” – okay, that’s kind of long so RBBoT’s is good. RBBoT’s are so stupid, they think if they can’t see you, you can’t see them. Idiotic but people do that with possibility. They refuse to confront or acknowledge anything outside their scope of belief.

Demonic possession? No such thing. Alien life? Inconceivable. Trip to Mars? No way. Zombies? Impossible. What did RBBoT’s think fifty years ago. Space travel? No such thing. Nuclear war? Inconceivable. The Bullet Train? No way. Clones? Absolutely impossible.

Everything is conceivable and it’s our knowledge that ultimately makes it a reality. Just because you don’t believe in something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, like zombies. There are NO zombies, if you exclude the victims suffering some kind of zombie-like state at the hands of voodoo practitioners, but the possibility of there one day being zombies is there.

“World War Z” was based on a novel by Max Brooks. That novel is on the read list for the U.S. Army War College NOT because the Army is promoting zombies but because the scenarios Mr. Brooks predicts and the reaction by state and federal agencies is 100% accurate in their response to the threat. It is how we would react to an invasion of any kind, that’s why it is on the read list. I have a friend, who attended the War College, and she refused to read it because it had zombies in it. She is close-minded and I am virtually surrounded by people like that. I have to counter-balance the world – no wonder my head is in the clouds!

I read a book once called “The Swarm” by Frank Schatzing. Read it. It is another awesome look at a different apocalyptic scenario and the ending will blow you away.

I recently saw “The Conjuring” and spoke of the movie to another friend. Now I’m not an expert in anything and I can tell you I’m exceptionally weird. I studied demonology growing up. I knew who Ed and Lorraine Warren were before this movie came out. When I told her about the movie I’ll never forget her response, demons aren’t real. Tell that to the Perron family!

I’m a Sy-Fy geek. I’m stupid, nerdy, impossible, goofy and sarcastic eighty percent of the time but I’m also open to new possibilities. That’s how God made me. How did God make you? Are you open to possibilities or have you used Mak’tar stealth haze to avoid them?

Another Time

zombies runDo you ever feel you were born for a different age and another life? I feel that a lot. My grandmother, if she were still alive, lived from the time they had no electricity in their home to everyone owning computers and cell phones. I don’t know that I could handle the concept of time in that aspect. Seeing the passage of time like she did must seem overwhelming. My early years, I remember Atari and color TVs and can’t imagine not having running water. I’ve experienced not having running water but that was only for a day or so and let me tell you, it was inconvenient. I couldn’t take a shower, wash the dishes or even brush my teeth and if I did, it took a lot of preparation not to mention a bunch of heavy lifting (water jugs are heavy).

I couldn’t live in the past. I love my computer and my cell phone and the ability to instantly know how my best friend is doing when she lives 800 miles away from me. Getting a text or shooting an email is second nature for me and again, I can’t imagine what it will be like my children when they grow up. What astronomical feat will science/technology create for them? They’ll probably have clones when my daughter is my age and I’ll be old, hobbling about. I can say, back in my day we didn’t have clones. Lol

I’m not made for that time either although I would be one to travel to the moon or volunteer to terra-form another planet but I don’t think that will be within my lifetime. So what will be within my lifetime?  Zombies. I will kick ass when the zombies come. That’s the time I’m suite for, a time that doesn’t and may never exist. When society breaks down and you no longer have to conform to the norms of the day, that’s when I’ll shine. I’m made for living on my own, fighting for food, traveling great distances and I have no  problem with not speaking to anyone for long periods of time. Of course I haven’t tested this theory. Work requires me to speak and family requires me to stay but one day…….

I’m not one of those survivalist who spend all their money on guns and water and I have my shelter in place. Everything I’ll need to survive if I’m forced out in the night. You think it’s funny but how is preparing for zombies any different from preparing for a terrorist attack or a viral infection or an earthquake that devastates everything you know? Any of those scenarios could happen, so why not zombies?

So zombie don’t attack. I will live out my days completely prepared to do battle with a baseball bat and a machete. It beats pretending I’m a normal, every day citizen. While I’m riding the bus to work or attending my local church, in my head, I’m a zombie hunter. A potential renegade for another time. Who’s with me?!…more than you think.