It’s The Wrong Season – A Daily Prompt Post
Daily Prompt wants us to now tie one letter behind our backs. They’re trying to kick our S’s. There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every […]
Daily Prompt wants us to now tie one letter behind our backs. They’re trying to kick our S’s. There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every […]
It’s another Scenes From A Morning Drive! I haven’t done one of these in a long time – but this time, it’s a little different. I shot a video! And […]
Okay, I’ll be honest here. Anyone who has read all eight hundred and forty-something posts that I’ve created should know that I have certainly posted some questionable and odd and […]
Spamments, Spamments, Spamments. Will you ever stop making so much sense in your attempts to communicate with me in Magyar or Cyrillic, sell me boob cream glitter pants and destroy […]
As the great Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde said to your mother one Spanish evening in 1974: “Spam in Panties. Sounds like a classic Hotspur post.” And then he farted. […]
I’m sitting there at work. My wife and I had been having a discussion this morning about whether our daughter Daria, age 20, had moved out. Wife thought so. I […]
My life is like a dog whistle. No one can hear what I’m saying. Several times in the past week, I have asked questions or said things, and the responses […]
You come here often? No? How bout over there? Where do you come often? I’m usually in a bedroom, though one time I was outside, and I’ve been in my […]
Ah, home ownership. What a fucking joke. It’s not as cool as it might seem at first glance, unless it’s an igloo. Then it might even be cooler than it […]
I was wondering if anyone else ever has any bad days. All of the sudden, I supposably found myself between Iraq and a hard place. This didn’t bowed whale for […]
Spamments, Spamments, Spamments. Will you ever stop making so much sense in your attempts to communicate with me in Polish or Romanian, sell me penis enlargement lube workout equipment and […]
I was walking through my house, in a dream, and my feet weren’t quite touching the ground. They were walking on spaghetti eon clusters of magic granite, and the tendrils […]