Dearest Neighbor, How are you this fine morning? I trust that you realize it is morning. Quite early in the morning, as a matter of fact. Were you aware of this? Perhaps not. Maybe you’re one of those people who leap out of bed without any concept of […]
Note: The following dialogue took place during what should have been a private, soul-bearing moment at The Church of We Love Everybody Who Comes Through Our Door Unless You’ve Done Something Incredibly Annoying. In days of yore, such a conversation would remain confidential and sacrosanct. But let’s get […]
Certain songs can be evocative of certain times. It may not necessarily be the lyrics or the music or the message. Rather, it is often a trigger for where you were, what you were doing or how you were feeling when those songs were playing. Many of The […]
New Note: To set the time-frame, this was originally written in December of 2016, thus explaining the “holidays” and “snowfall” references… Original Note: This one is a bit late (sorry that there was no parking available on Sunday), this one borders on the maudlin (although I’m in a […]
One from the archives… It all started rather innocently enough, as most things do. I was in the kitchen, feeling a slight twinge of domesticity struggling to get my attention. The actual mechanics of being domestic, particularly the bit about keeping the house nice and tidy, are […]
Picture it. Broken Arrow, Oklahoma. Late 70’s, early 80’s. We didn’t have any money. And GO… 1. The fact that I would go out in public looking like I did in the photo above. Some of us led sheltered lives. And some of us marched blithely into […]
Let’s talk about books and movies, shall we? Specifically, one series of books and a string of mini-series based on those books. In 1978, Armistead Maupin published “Tales of the City”, a collection of related stories he had written for the San Francisco Chronicle, a serial that had […]
Yesterday, I ate enough food to feed a family of twelve. It all started out rather innocently, as I often state, usually with some degree of tongue in cheek, around mid-morning. Partner and I had arisen and were mutually staring into the jungle of contents within our wide-open […]
Note: The engaging Claudette and I were having a delightful comment conversation, one that led to my mention of “the cactus story”. Had I shared such? She didn’t seem to recognize it, which means I probably hadn’t posted it since she’s been with us here at Bonnywood Manor […]
Click here to read this tragic tale from the beginning. A few days after my Norma Rae incident on the front stoop, there is a jackhammer attacking my innocent driveway. (“Why do you want to hurt me when I’ve done nothing to you?” asks said driveway. “Because […]
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