All posts by J. A. Ludwig

Working hard to get my fill. Every day's a real big thrill. Writing anything to stay alive just one more time...But seriously, I work and then write when I can.


This is an update on the previous post…

The spider is still MIA. I haven’t seen it in over 15 hours…but I know it’s still there!

It’s waiting for me to drop my guard and then it’s going to try again.

Anybut, next post won’t be about the awful spider hiding in my room…I hope.


This may be a bit of an overreaction….

Last night (and by last night I mean like two hours ago), I was doing my usual insomniac act. I was watching stupid videos on YouTube. I had one earphone in and the other sitting on my chest (cause I was lying in bed).

A black blur ran across the keyboard of my computer….straight at me.

I shoved my computer off me, the earphone ripping from my ear, and leaped, I mean LEAPED, out of my bed. I grabbed my phone and turned on the flashlight and there…it…was.

A spider.

A spider the size of a dime (which for a spider is pretty big), was scrambling over my covers, running from the light. I chased that little punk to the floor, grabbed a shoe and swung….

But I missed.

And it disappeared under my bed.

………..I haven’t gone to bed. I’ve been awake all night.

Where were my cats? One was downstairs eating food. The other was in the hallway watching her owner run around the room with her phone in front of her.


Instead, she grabbed her bird toy and started rolling around on the floor… hero.

Anybut, I still don’t know where that spider is….and I had to fight not to burn the house to the ground…or at least my bed.

THAT House Pt. 4

Okay, I’m cheating on this one…

This isn’t really a house that was  in our neighborhood. I’m going to be talking about my late grandmother’s house.

I loved my grandmother. I loved visiting her in Kansas. But she was a bit of a hoarder…and by a bit I mean a lot.

Anybut, this could be a series of its own, but we’ll see.

Whenever my family would visit my grandmother’s house, I always stayed in the room across from the Cat Room (not what you’re thinking)…the Doll Room.

Now, you’re probably imagining a lot of dolls…well, triple that….no, quadruple that number and that’s what the room looked like.

To be fair, she did have a wall of built in shelves where most of the dolls sat, but there were many hanging around the room. On the bed, on the dresser, on the toy chest (which ironically was used for clothes, not more dolls), and sitting in the corners of the room (sometimes on a rocking chair).

Not only was this doll room filled with dolls, but there was a window by the bed where a single lamp post shone light in all night. A ray of lamp post light, filling the room with that lovely orangey, yellow glow….with THOUSANDS of doll eyes watching me sleep.

I loved my grandmother….but I was not a fan of the Doll Room.


Let’s talk about Twilight…

HOLD ON!! DON’T LOOK AWAY!!! I really mean Twilight WITH RiffTrax.

What’s RiffTrax? Do you know about Mystery Science Theater 3000? It’s the same guys who did that but now they add commentary to modern, well-known movies, too.

(For those still too young to know MST3K, it was an old show on the SyFy Channel where a guy trapped on a space station with two little robots was forced to watch really bad B Movies. In order to get through them, the three would make comments during the movie to comedic effect. Think of it like React Videos but actually funny…shots fired.)

Anybut, my friends and I decided to watch the entire Twilight series….WITH RiffTrax (truthfully, the ONLY way to watch it). And while we were watching the first movie with the hilarious commentary, the biggest laugh was possibly when Edward Cullen walked in and one of the commenters said, “Laaaaaaaadies.” The scene was shot in slow motion and Edward slowly raised his eyes.

For some reason this was the funniest thing we’d ever seen and now we say that to each other ALL…THE…TIME.


We escaped!!!!!

We survived the escape room!

The time limit was 1 hour. We had 23 minutes left on the clock, so not too bad. Especially since out of the 4 of us, 3 were escape room virgins.

The clues were pretty straight forward, although I didn’t appreciate the sudden introduction of math in order to solve one of the “spells” but it wasn’t impossible, just tedious.

Did my predictions come true?

  1. The 2 super fans will overthink the clues. Yes and no. There was some overthinking with books in the room that had ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with any clues except for ONE book that was actually a lock box. But also, some things clicked quickly.
  2. I’m going to be too distracted by everything in the room to actually solve the clues. Yes. This absolutely happened. I can only imagine what it looked like to see 3 people gathering around one clue while one random girl walked around the room, poking and prodding the pictures, the drawers, and the cushion on the chair.
  3. We WILL escape and it’s gonna be a BLAST!!  Also-fucking-lutely! It was tons of fun and we had an amazing time! The only thing I can say is I wish it had been an escape room with multiple rooms so we could’ve done it for a longer period of time.

Anybut, it was a fun experience and I can’t wait to do the next one!

To Be Continued…..

This is part 1….

Today I will be going to my first Escape Room. This has been a long time coming. I’ve wanted to do one for awhile, but never had anyone to go with.

It’s going to be Harry Potter Themed so that’s fun. I’m also going with two of the biggest HP fans I know…which is also fun.


  1. The 2 super fans will overthink the clues. Those of us not as obsessed will provide clarity, ie. keep them on the path. However, they will still be the keys to solving and escaping the room.
  2. I’m going to be too distracted by everything in the room to actually solve the clues.
  3. We WILL escape and it’s gonna be a BLAST!!

I will update tomorrow (mainly because the escape room isn’t until 8pm so I don’t have much else to talk about until tomorrow).




There are no clocks in Las Vegas Casinos.

Also no windows (or at least, extremely few windows). They don’t want people to realize they’ve been gambling their money away all day and night.

Ok, harsh. They actually just want you to lose track of time cause you’re more likely to keep gambling if you don’t know how long you’ve been sitting at the same machine, table, or whatever.

Respond and Run

Does anybody else….

When you get a message and you’re unsure what to say…I mean like REALLY unsure what to say (like you go through twenty different iterations of what you want to say)….when you finally DO respond, you immediately run away?

Now I don’t mean literally, of course. I mean if, let’s say, you respond to something on Twitter or Facebook…you immediately log out of your account because you need to mentally prepare yourself for the response to your response.

OR if it’s like a text message with friends, you actively make sure you put the phone FACE DOWN on the table or desk or bed or whatever!

I ask because…I do all the time. Hell, I did it right before writing this post.

I mean, I end up reading the response to my response anyways, but I need that small buffer time. In person I’m incredibly shy…no, really. I am like stupidly shy (and I use stupidly in the sense of overwhelmingly….I guess I could’ve just used overwhelmingly…Annnnnnybut).

You know what I mean? You don’t? I’m just crazy? Ok.

Well, how about this:

Does anybody else, on top of thinking through twenty different responses, after realizing you’ve paused for far too long just…don’t respond?

This happens sometimes with my friends. I’m thinking of my response to something (going through many different iterations as mentioned previously) and when I’m finally satisfied with my response….it’s been almost ten minutes and the conversation has either a) moved on, b) continued on with THEIR lives (my friends, not the conversations obviously), or c) if my response was meant to be a joke or pun or something funny the moment has passed.

I know normal people would simply just respond anyways, but I don’t know if you’ve gathered from other posts….I’m far from normal when it comes to conversations…what with being overwhelmingly shy and all.

This is one of many reasons I try to pre-empt anything that may open me up to strangers messaging me with a notice saying: I’m very bad at responding. Please don’t expect me to be good or quick about it.

I do my best, but sometimes my brain just won’t let me be impulsive when it comes to written communications.

Armadillo Cake

I was in a play in high school…

My senior year of high school I was cast in our school’s production (Thespian Society production to be clear) of Steel Magnolias. I was cast as Ouiser Boudreaux. If you’re only familiar with the movie, or even if you are not, that was the character played by Shirley MacLaine. She was the kind of stubborn, angry one. Of course there’s more to her character than that, but for a public high school production in Indiana that is the best description I ever got.

Anybut, the point is! In the script is a scene mentioning a strange cake. A red-velvet armadillo cake….as in, when you cut into the cake…it looks blood red inside.

Now as a mature high school student, I made the best decision ever. For my senior graduation party (which I shared with another girl because there was no way enough people would show up to one thrown just for me, but that’s a story for another day), I decided to have an armadillo cake. The other girl who I shared the party with was in on it. She played Annelle in the play with me.

Did we get a lot of confused stares? Absolutely.

Did we care? Abso-fucking-lutely not.

It was funny. We were proud of it. And it was amazing.

And do I have a picture of it? OF COURSE!! But not cut into, but trust me….it was blood red inside.

armadillo cake


Do  I also have pictures of me as Ousier Boudreaux? Yes, but you’ll have to wait for a future post for those. 😉