Author Archives: Kelli K.

About Kelli K.

The purpose for staring this blog is threefold, one, to push my personal limits a bit and share my story with others, two, hopefully in doing so, to get a clearer understanding of myself and three, to inspire the youth with similar stories to keep going. My story is weird. I’ve seen the response on people’s faces my entire life. I am fairly guarded on what and how I share with people but I have decided I’m too old give a fuck anymore. As I’ve said, my story is weird, but only parts. Many parts are very normal. Hopefully this blog will allow me to introduce myself in a way that reflects my many angles (and curves) and refuses to let you walk away and peg me as, “the girl who did this” or “the girl who did that”.

My New Year’s Resolution 2015

Posted on January 1, 2015 by Kelli K.

It’s not that I HATE New Year’s Resolutions necessarily but rather it’s more accurate to say that I’m really bad at them and because of this, I tend to ignore them. When I have made resolutions in the past, I … Continue reading →

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Suspicious of the Fat Man in a Red Suit

Posted on December 22, 2014 by Kelli K.

Originally posted on Raised By Wolves (I Wish):
Our aunt was insistent that someone was on the roof and other adults in the room kept guessing that it must be Santa. True, there was some sort of a ruckus going…

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Jerry and Goober Patrol in Santa Barbara

Posted on November 28, 2014 by Kelli K.

The tragic news was all over the TV. Princess Diana was dead in a horrific car crash. Tim and I had been sitting in front of the TV watching the developing story when the phone rang. Jerry, who was staying … Continue reading →

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Little Tragedies

Posted on November 23, 2014 by Kelli K.

This shit kept me sane. Little Tragedies by the Avengers- covered by the Puritans (1998), my band.

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Evil Meets Crazy

Posted on November 5, 2014 by Kelli K.

The hopped up muscle car came careening to a stop on the wet pavement. Mel left the car running and the cassette tape blaring as she jumped out and covered the remaining distance to the front door on foot. Van … Continue reading →

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The Blue Angels

Posted on October 25, 2014 by Kelli K.

I was once in a gang. It was an accident. For Christmas, 1979, I received a bitchin’ yellow jacket with Egyptian blue accent stripes on each shoulder and graduated blue stripes on the back. It must have been a sale … Continue reading →

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My World String

Posted on September 22, 2014 by Kelli K.

It was one of those rare moments in life when the boundaries of the dimensions blur, a forbidden glimpse into the ‘what comes next’. Similar to how LSD allowed the cross talk in my brain to see music and hear … Continue reading →

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Her Own Truth

Posted on August 18, 2014 by Kelli K.

As stated, her story is not my own, so I will say no more.

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Chocolate Hamster Treats

Posted on August 15, 2014 by Kelli K.

artwork by my youngest

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Emotional Manipulation

Posted on August 11, 2014 by Kelli K.

When I was about nine we owned a cute little hamster. Mel had bought some yummy hamster treats that looked like chocolate stars. She set me up and told me to try and feed my dad one as a joke. … Continue reading →