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We’re on a Crazy Train
Driving me insane, I’m going off the rails on a crazy train The children, apparently, are all off their meds. Unfortunately I am not, and I refuse to look at the calendar to see if it’s been 11 or 12...
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We’re all talking monkeys on an organic spaceship.
It’s possible, anyway. I figure whatever we are, that’s what God (or First Cause, or Creator, or whatever name you use) decided is best so if some monkey in the past began to evolve, and now this is...
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Here, There, Everywhere .. and … RUNNING!
Good morning, Boy and Girl. I suppose you’ve both been frantic, wondering where I am and why I haven’t written lately. Well, in addition to the usual – my toy job, the holidays coming up, getting the...
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They’re cute, odd, but lovable and make good pets.
Merry Christmas! Mom is downstairs talking to her food. She has also named it. It’s name is Turkey Lurkey. She’s planning to stuff it full, also. You have to admit this makes no sense. If the food...
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Suspicious Minds
Well, Boy and Girl, this is my 200th post. You’ve both been very faithful supporters. You repeatedly encouraged me to blog; when I did you were my first two followers, and I thank you. Everyone else...
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Fear and Loathing in the suburbs Or how pumpkin bread learned to hate me.
Last month, in my enthusiasm for all things Christmas (Bah-humbug. I put the damn tree up, and within a week it was decorated. Can I read my book now?) I purchased some canned pumpkin. For some...
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