Crossing Kevin's Crossing

Hello Dear Readers, I have a quick update for you.  I will post more later but I saw something in the morning paper that made my jaw hit the floor. I arrived at the Steaming Mug this morning for my usual refreshments.  I placed my order with Gemma and sat down on a delightfully worn and stained sofa.  Strewn about was the local newspaper, the Kevin’s Crossing Herald.  I picked it, intending to look for subliminal messages in Want Ads. A headline on the first-page healed my attention, it read ‘Feral dog pack found ripped to pieces!  The work of Jak-Jak?’. These must be the feral dogs Officer Eric warned me about the other week. Can you believe it, readers?  I surely can not.  I just had to share this excitement with you.  Perhaps Jak-Jak does live, after all! I’ll keep you updated!

Hello Dear Readers, Unfortunately, I have not ventured out much lately, again, this time not because of the weather.  I may have made a mistake eating at Yogi’s Sushi Bear.  I have been in bed for several days.  Finally, I am well enough to sit up and post something.  I decided that this is the perfect opportunity for a rundown of all the local graffiti. Like any other place, Kevin’s Crossing has its fair share of graffiti.  Most of it is just names, obscenities, or small murals.  But there are three images/phrases that appear frequently all over town.  They are: Jak-Jak Finger Over Lips Knot Part 1 So we'll start with Jak-Jak.  This graffiti comes in a variety of styles all referring to the local legend, Jak-Jak.  They usually say something like 'Jak-Jak Lives’ or ‘ Jak-Jak was here’ or ‘Jak-Jak’s Revenge’.  The various writing styles suggest several artists. Jak-Jak is a fusion of urban legend, folklore, and a cryptid.  Everyone(!) in town knows about

Hello Dear Reader! I just have a quick update for you today, unfortunately not a full post.  Things have been a little slow around Kevin’s Crossing in the strange and unusually department.  Even the morbid and macabre department has been uneventful this week.  So in an attempt to keep things moving, I decided to conduct a test.  I took my art deco lamp into the bathroom and shined the mystery light bulb on the stain in bathtub that looks like Elvis Kissing the Pope. Effect: None. I would like to do more tests with the mystery bulb in the future, but the cord is too short.  Maybe I should buy an extension cord. Postscript I think the mystery bulb will fit in a flashlight! I’ll keep you updated!

Hello Dear Readers, I haven’t posted in while because I’ve been trapped in my apartment because of the terrible rain.  Finally, the skies have cleared, the birds are singing and I’ve taken the bus into downtown Kevin’s Crossing.  I had a strange encounter before I even got on the bus! Part 1 While sitting at the bus stop a few blocks from my apartment, a tabby cat jumped up on the bench with me.  It repeatedly nudged me with its head until I pet would it.  I noticed that it had a ragged collar with an ID tag.  I wanted to look at the tag, fearing this tiny apex predator was someone's beloved pet that had slipped outside.  I expected the tag to have the usual name and address or phone number.  What I saw was quite different.  The tag was diamond shaped, the kind you can print yourself at most fine petcare chain stores.  It read ‘This is not a real cat’. I did a double take and leaned away from the suspicious feline.  It continued to try and nuzzle me.  When I didn’t respo