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The Life & Times of Kuruko Darkwolf

What’s the title mean? Well it some ways it means change. My personal life received a major shot of energy when I was hired at a local Taco Bell (Fast Food, Really?) with a chance to become a manager sometime in the future. Work isn’t easy to come by so I can’t turn it down. I’m very happy for this opportunity. I once worked at a Taco Bell Express back in 2004, so it’s not going to be that hard. Other changes include my blogs. The Cardiac Cards blog became too much to keep up with. It’s still around and I probably won’t delete it. The posts from there are also on this blog. I do realize I haven’t wrote on here for a bit and I’m hoping that’ll change. I posted some Bertha Gifford material a week or so ago and I do have more that I’ll eventually post.. My other blog is my tumblr and it’s located here. I enjoy that blog a lot and it’s somewhat like twitter and facebook combined, though it isn’t as good as twitter , it’s a lot better than facebook. (I really don’t much care for facebook and I’m not on it much.)

A little about the Cardinals. I’ll try to keep up with them here. They slaughtered Cincinnati tonight 13-3 and have scored 26 runs the last two games. The seven game losing streak they endured was horrible but it seems that they’ve put it behind them.  They have a new rallying point that the Cardinal broadcasters have started. With Star Wars night at Busch coming up, someone mashed up  some Star Wars characters and Cardinal Players. One of them was called “Yodi,” a cross between Yadier Molina and Yoda. It’s kind of stuck with some of the fans (including me) and I’m hoping at catches on.

Where does Kuruko Dark(Wolf) come from? Kuruko is my wolf name that was given to me by an old friend of mine several years ago. I used it as the name of a wolf in one of my stories, Kuruko and Orcha. Orcha was the wolf name of my friend. Unfortunately, I lost touch with her as she lives very far away. Darkwolf is an Indian name that was given to me by another old friend of mine, due to my Indian heritage (Mohawk) and my affinity for wolves. I mention on Tumblr that Kuruko Darkwolf is not my real name but it is who I am, if that makes any sense. So that’s where my name comes from, for those who were curious about it.

To those that I follow and/or follow me on twitter and tumblr that are Cardinal fans. It’s all about the Cardinal Nation. It’s why I follow you. To have friends that are as crazy about the Cardinals as I am is a blessing to me. I just wish that some of the people that I follow on twitter would follow me. (I’m struggling to get to 100 followers.) I’m all in on the Cardinals and I can’t wait for the postseason to begin because that’s when it’s going to be crazy and fun.

So that’s it for now.  More Cardinals coming, more Bertha Gifford and and ghost stories , and more of my own writing. Remember to visit me on twitter and tumblr and if you like what you see, follow me. You won’t regret it!

Kuruko Darkwolf



I don’t have many regrets in my life. There are things I would do differently but I don’t know if it would change the outcome of my life. There are three things in my life that really bother me. I really lament the fact that if I had done it differently it could’ve  been something special. So here they are in no certain order.

I wish I had been a better husband than I was to my ex-wife. I wasn’t a bad husband, I just wish I would have been more attentive to her than I was. Then again, I wish she had communicated with me better. We both agreed we were both at fault.

There was a girl named Lisa Breer that I liked and apparently liked me…. a lot. We once went to her mom’s property that had a that had a trailer and she said she was going to her room. I didn’t catch on at the time at what she was getting at. Boy was I stupid. I was hung up on another girl that I would never have at the time. I haven’t seen Lisa Breer since 1996. I always wondered what became of her.

Then there was Tammy and back in 7th grade I had the opportunity to date her and I didn’t go for it. I was shy and I didn’t really know what to around girls. I was a geek, nerd, or whatever else it was called back then. But she saw through that because of the one thing I have always been throughout my life, I was nice. I just couldn’t see beyond my own stupidity to realize it back then. I tried to rectify it in 9th grade but she was already dating someone. She felt bad about it and told me so. Soon we went the way most friends in school do, we drifted apart.

But I never forgot about her.

Apparently, she didn’t forget either.

We’ve been friends on facebook for a few months and we’ve talked a couple of times, but not a lot. Then out of the blue she replied to the message I originally sent her. Seven months after the fact.

She said, “Yeah, I remember you . We went to a dance together in junior high school.”

To put it into the proper context, we’re talking about the year of 1984, twenty-seven and a half years ago. Who remembers an obscure dance from that long ago? Not many people will. And for the life of me I can’t remember too many other dances or who I went with but I do remember that one and who I went with.

In all likelihood this means nothing. Her talking to me means “Hey I remember you.” But that’s all. At least for now.

The irony of it all

I married a woman a woman named Tammy (her name) and she married a man named Tommy. (my name)