Animal. Bigger than a breadbox. À propos de rien.
Hundreds of fairy tales, children’s stories, and nursery rhymes are attributed to Mother Goose, an imaginary author with origins in France and England. There’s a reason why Mother Goose was given credit for these classic yarns: Father Goose is a hot-tempered, dim-witted, asshole. I rode on the Wadhams to Avoca Trail yesterday afternoon, an approximately […]
Tenth in an occasional series. Collect ’em all! I’m working through a stack of Tigers baseball cards from the late 1960s and early 1970s, with occasional newer cards. Wow! It’s been almost a month since my last Cardboard Tigers post. Must have been something pretty compelling happening to keep me from doing another one of […]
Clowns to the left of meJokers to the rightHere I amStuck in the middle with you “Stuck In The Middle With You” by Gerry Rafferty & Joe Egan, performed by Stealers Wheel I’m a centrist. A fence-sitter. A negotiator and a compromiser. Under “moderate” in the dictionary there’s a nicely-etched portrait of yours truly. Nobody […]
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24th May – Family left yesterday. Said they were going to “Seattle” but that could have been a ruse to keep me from finding them later. I still have the dog and two cats, so I won’t lack for companionship during the difficult days ahead. Very cold this morning. Wind from the north. Considered wearing […]
