Hello all, I have not been well lately, and it’s due to a variety of reasons. The main symptom is depression, which seems to be a controlling beast at times, telling me not to feed myself, not to get a new job, etc. Anyway, I want to let you know how much your readership means … Continue reading Whazzap
A Winston box ain’t none of a your beeswax, sonny, we’re full up here. Scram, you dig? I mean, turpentine torpedo stitching needn’t apply for a permit before March 1st, or when the next available March Hare comes in for an appointment.
Unless you want some kind of chicanery, I’ll have none of that talk in this house or even this yard. Stickin’ with the trees could be foolish to the bully adolescents, until they see none other than their childhood idol Billy Russell, man of stage and screen. He could talk to them, one would think, … Continue reading The Bully Adolescents
In it went forever in it went a cupboard in it fell a tin cup in it fell a whole man in it stepped a mongrel in it stepped a fox in it rested something brassy in it rested tubs of gin in it, in it lay a glob of ham in it strayed a … Continue reading In It