Blood and Oil

Dear Leah

Dear Leah,

How are you? Hope the kids are doing well. I know you’ve been worried about how late Kyle stays out, but I promise, times are tough and things’ll get better. If not, well me and Mark will figure out something for you.

You wouldn’t believe the stuff thats been happening recently. New Years is apparently a busy time for everybody. You know how I said I might be helping out some political group? Apparently, they’ve got all sorts of crazy people working for them. Nice, but crazy.

First guy I have to tell you about is some guy named….err….Melcio……Melkia…….I dunno, Mel something. Some odd European thing. Anyways, he’s this cool wizardy guy that knows all sorts of stuff about all that stuff Grammy used to tell us about. The guy has enough books to count as a friggin library, I know I had to crash at his place for a bit. I’ll get to that in a bit. Anyways, if Grammy asks if I kept up with my respect for otherworldly things, let her know I have. Heck, you can even hope some of his smarts knocks me up a peg or two eh?

Next is Jeremy. He’s a great guy once you get to know him, but I swear the guy is always sick or something. Also a bit blunt, but hey pot and kettle right? Well, this guy certainly could count as a saint in my book. He says he works over at the drug rehab place and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen him before helping out at the charities around town. Only reason this is so awesome, is cause I’m pretty sure the guys a hobo! Seriously, he doesn’t have any address I know about and he’s always wearing the same clothes! Anybody that helps others even while they’ve got nothing HAS to be a good guy.

Right, well anyways the three of us ended up working under some chick named Victoria. She said we were needed down over at some blood drive over in Redford cause…err, well cause they were having issues with blood donations. I’m O neg so I guess thats important? So the three of us met up with some emo kid named Raven and trooped on down. Anyways, we were all trooping down to do our civic duty when the Santa guy just drops randomly! Right, well, there was a Salvation Army guy collecting donations….you know, Santa guy.

Anyways, this guy just drops to the ground and starts having some weird disease break out all over him! he was coughing and hacking up blood, I swear I saw some boils appear outta nowhere, it was sick. I ran over hoping to get some of the doctors inside to help but the stupid girl greeting everyone at the drive wouldn’t get anybody for like 5 whole minutes! It was ridiculous! And then more people started getting sick and dropping! Me and the others got outta there real quick and I’ve been drinking a hell of a lot of water and chugging Benadryl ever since.

After that fiasco, Mel, Jeremy and me were supposed to help move and unload some crates of supplies as a general charity work for the organization. That went pretty well the entire time right up until the end. Mel said somebody was following us for whatever reason and apparently that gut was really good at disguising. He totally walked in the back door and none of us knew it was someone different until the actual doorman, some guy named Anton, came back and flipped out. Seriously, I’ve never seen anyone get so pissed off, and I was down at Berkley’s during St. Patty’s. Well the fake ran off as fast as he could and the doorman chased after him; looked like he was gonna kill the guy. So I pulled the fire alarm and cleared everybody out. Seemed the best thing to do at the time anyways.

Well, after that we all split up and went our separate ways cept I got in trouble again at work. Oh right, forgot to mention. I had clocked some dumb frat boy a new one over at O’tooles during New Years cause the dumbass was being rude, drunk, loud….and well a frat boy. Anyways, turns out he’s some senator’s son or something and now the friggin FBI showed up to sue me! Well, they said they was the FBI. Trashed my whole apartment and definitely seemed fishy to me. Seriously, when cops bust into your place at least they TRY and at least clean up bits of your place.

Listen, I started talking to much, so I gotta go, but I’ll fill you in more later I guess. Tell Kyle and the kids I say hi. If Jessie still complaining about allowance, just ask her when the last time was she ever did the dishes. Hope the PTA meeting went well and love you!



CHarrison Megakender

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