Time Travel to 1908. The Final Fantasy Friday Event.



This weeks story is about you going back in time to the year 1908. Here are some links to help you with your story.

Historical Events for Year 1908

London 1908 Olympics

Images for 1908

Top News Stories for 1908

I am Dr. Lillian Hunt. I have a developed a time machine. You have chosen 1908 as your destination. Please, buckle your belt up and sit tight. You will be in the year of our Lord 1908 soon. Remember to get back to the landing site before midnight or you will be trapped in this year forever. You clothing will be given to you at the landing site to fit into this period. You will be given appropriate cash from this year there as well. The amount of cash you get depends upon how much you gave us here. I hope you have a great time and enjoy 1908.


Shoe Tree Legend Second Fantasy Friday Event



This weeks story is about the shoe tree legend. Here are some links to help you with your story.

The Shoe Tree Legend of Michigan

Killer spawns ‘legend’ of Michigan shoe trees

Shoe Trees

Belding, Michigan: Shoe Tree – Cursed!

Weird Michigan

My name is Jack Webber. I host a popular tv show and blog called Legends. Today I am out gathering the many stories surrounding the shoe tree legend. Many believe it is the work of a serial killer. Others have strange stories about cars not working, cell phones going crazy, and other strange events surrounding the appearance of a shoe tree. It appears that as soon as these people saw the shoe tree, strange and bizarre events have happened in their lives. Here are a few of the stories we will be featuring on our show and blog. Remember to take heed when seeing a shoe tree.

Jade Helm Story First Fantasy Friday Event


August 7, 2015

This weeks story is about Jade Helm. Here are some links to help you with your story.

Breaking News! Secret Document Reveals Jade Helm Just Expanded To The Midwest!

2 Men Open Fire On Soldiers At Jade Helm Training Site In Mississippi

Jade Helm 15: Top 5 Conspiracy Theories

Marines Fired On Near Jade Helm Training Site

US Army Special Operations Command PDF

One Person Detained After Second Shooting At Mississippi Jade Helm Site

It all started on hot day in July. July 15th 2015 is when it really started but news about it had actually come at the beginning of the year. Everyone knew right away what this was going to be and they were right.

There were news headlines of citizens firing upon the military. Bombing in some of the military areas were reported along with citizens being detained.  The media was all over what was happening to the military personnel until that one fateful day.

Our town was put on lock down and is still on lockdown. All we can hope to do is get out of this city and get out alive.  I am Jackson Montgomery. I am a journalist for a Texas underground newspaper called the Rebellion. We are collecting stories to get them out to the rest of the world. Here are some of the stories we have collected.

A Thursday Episode About Nothing!


 I know. I know. Big whoop. But to me it means I have less eggs in my fridge. I get two dozen eggs a day and that is way, way, way too many for a family of four to eat. I usually bring some down to my cousin and sister. I give them to friends and any other relative I can think of. I don’t want them to go bad so I give them away. I even take some down to local charities that run food banks to give to anyone who is hungry. I fell blessed to have more than enough eggs to give them away as I see fit.


As you can see, I can get a variety of colors, shapes, and sizes from my hens. I have to hunt for them daily since they will lay some in the coop, some in the woods, and some in the garage. They have a box in the garage they like so I leave it there for them. I get six to nine of my two dozen right in that box.

Mr. Nose is laying here with me. Baby Baby is playing star stable with my daughter. He loves watching the horses run. He loves watching Blue’s Clues too. He now sings heads, shoulders, knees, and toes. It is very funny listening to him sing with Steve.

I have a ton of writing to do. I need to write some posts for blogging 101 and my Saturday story for this blog. I am in a ton of pain so it has been hard to focus on what I need to do. I have a Friday event for my Friday posts. I will be having surgery so I want something in place of me writing a story for you all.

May your sun shine brightly upon your plants. May your canning be filled with the best produce.

A Wacky Wednesday Episode of Nothing

I decided to try a post from my mobile to see how I can edit it or how it can be edited on computer later.

Wednesday started out amazingly enough. I woke up early since I got a ton of sleep yesterday.

Diamond is in bed with me right now trying hard to mess up my post.

I came up with an idea for an event while I am in the hospital. I am going to start a story and within 2000 or less words others can finish it. I hope to put up three different ones. One for each Friday. This Friday being the first. I want this over and done. I want to eat again
Last time I ended up in the hospital with pancreatitis. Three days I had to be there. I hate hospitals.


I did some face painting with my gal. She asked me to do it. I am on my second ball of yarn for the blanket I am making for my cousins baby.


I captured Joe in all his glory. They say my Macaw is a boy but he acts like a female.



I have a video of him going after me. His blankets are inside his cage. He throws them around like he is making a nest.


I caught this at 9 am. The moon still out and showing.

May your moon shine brightly
May your ground never frost.

Turnback Tuesday, I want a redo. Another episode of nothing

Today has been long and no time to write. I had to get the new car transferred over and then off to Marquette for a 4 hour long doctors appointment for my daughter. Gotta love days like this.

This post is going to be short. Because that is all I have. Four hours at a doctors office and then we went to Michael’s for some craft supplies. I got some really soft blue yarn to make Ally a blanket for her premature baby,  Blake.  I tried to get the kittens to sit for a photo shoot again with the cards. They want nothing to do with that. Now, I am crocheting and trying to write some stories for Friday and Saturday. I have to hustle.

I am thinking about putting in a Fantasy Friday event for the next two Fridays while I am in the hospital. Surgery is August 10 so I won’t be blogging much.

Working on some blogging 101 assignments now and looking forward to speed writing what I can tomorrow.

May you night always have a full moon!

The Valentine’s Day Myth.

The woman staring back at me was not who I expected to see.  I was out on a dinner date when I got called back to the shop. There was a dame there needing someone to take a report. I had to leave my date and rush back to an office that could have easily taken care of business itself without me. Such luck I had, but then I guess that is why I am the leader of our major crimes unit.  My date was not very pleased at all.

“You are always called away on a call.” She said.

“You never spend any time with me.” She yelled.

“It is Valentine’s Day and you can’t even sit through an entire meal.” She screamed to the whole place with those crocodile tears coming down.

Sure make me look like a bad guy and make me feel like a heel. What can I say about dames? They never get the job. They expect roses and you home but forget that money comes from hard work.

The story she was telling me sound like an idiot put it out in some sci-fi magazine. Who would believe this? What was this all about anyway?

“Look.” She says. “I am telling you the truth. It really happened this way.”

“Sure. I believe you.” I said to her.

She looked at me with her wide eyes and then shook her head.

“You don’t believe me. The creature is there. It does exist!”

“Ma’am,” I said still wondering how true this is, “you are talking about a mythical creature that may or may not have really existed. How did you know to look there?”

“I didn’t. I was just looking at my old school and there it was!”

Well who could believe someone with this tale on Valentine’s Day when they could be out having a great meal with a wonderful dame?

Her tale was fanciful. “Now come on” you have to think to yourself without saying it out loud.

The dame left. I walked over to Johnson.

“Come on Johnson. We have to investigate.” I told him and rolled my eyes at the same time.

We walked out and grabbed the nearest squad car. We headed South on Pennsylvania Boulevard.  First witness given to us by the dame was Drake of Drake’s Taxi Cab Service. The dame was in his cab when they both discovered it. Drake has been nothing but trouble since the day he came into this world. He is considered my oldest enemy on this planet.  We have been in many scuffles since we were kids.  He spent more time in the principal’s office than anyone I ever knew. He was thrown in the cage when we were teens for knifing one of our classmates.  He spent fifteen years in the cage. When he got out he opened a taxi service.

Johnson and I pulled up to Drake’s. It looks like a shack since he never repairs the place. Made out of wood with a metal roof, it looks like something our ancestors would have huddled in during a major storm. I cocked my head a bit to get a better look at all the cars parked inside.

Then I saw Drake.  He looked more ragged than when we were young. He has one eye now that looks permanently shut with a huge scar running right down the middle of it.

“What the feather are you doing here?” he screamed as he came flying down the path from the office.

“I am the Detective in charge.” I sourly told him. “Some dame came to the office tonight with some fanciful story. None of which I believe. She even gave me your name. She says you witnessed it as well.”

Drake’s eye got very wide.

“I did.” He said softly. “But don’t say a word. Other will think I have gone kookoo.  I don’t need anyone thinking I need therapy or anything like that. I would much rather not report this. I don’t know why she feels like she has to but I think it is something better left unsaid.”

He looked ashamed of what he saw. He looked frightened as if he didn’t really see it or he was on drugs when he saw it. I didn’t know which.  I didn’t even know if I should believe him.

Johnson looked at him with scrutiny. He was cocking his head left and right like no one’s business.

“Where did you see it?” Johnson asked Drake quizzically.

“By our old high school near the bleachers, you know in the football field!”

“Why were you there?”

“The dame wanted me to take her by there. She said she used to live in this city and went to school at that very high school.  She wanted to take a walk down memory lane.”

Drake looked disgusted at this statement he made. I could fully understand since I know his past. I know why that place haunts him. He was shaking his head all over the place. We could see it in his face. He didn’t like this image at all and since the image is in a place where he already has horrible memories, well, you can imagine what he is feeling.

Johnson and I took off to the high school.  We needed to know if what these two saw was true.  Drake’s office is only five miles from the high school. It took us less than five minutes to get there.  Since the high school sits on what is the equivalent of two city blocks, we decided to take the spot light out for a test run and check out the whole area. Behind the high school is the football field with the bleachers Drake said he saw the creature at.

Johnson and I parked the squad in section F of the high school. This lot is between the high school and the field. We took out our flashlights and headed to the field to search the bleachers.  Johnson and I have two people telling us they have seen this creature.

“You know, “Johnson started pondering, “They could be making this up and in cahoots with one another to send us on wild goose chase.”

“It has crossed my mind. Let’s keep looking.”

After thirty minutes of looking everywhere, we looked under the Southern bleachers. That is when we found it and radioed in for back up to take the mobile cage with them. The creature looked frightened and surprised.

We couldn’t believe it. As far as we knew, they were a myth. A creature of fairy tales used to scare children. No one had ever seen one or knew it really existed until now. Johnson and I were stunned. There standing before us was a human. Something we had only heard of in fairy tales.  As it stood there shaking the creature said with aghast.


Johnson and I just stood there waiting for back up, examining the human and taking photos of it with our phones. Once backup arrived we loaded the human into the mobile cage.

“No one is ever going to believe this one.” Carlson threw out there.

“I have forensic photos of it for the report.” Johnson told Carlson.

The Chicken Patrol came from Washington to gather the human for study.  They are interrogating the creature to see if others exist. They took copies of our reports and told us not to discuss this with anyone. It looks like a major cover up on Washington’s part. We still have proof with my report. Which I will conclude this way:

I guess humans exist after all.

Lt. Harold Crow

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