Click here to read this story from the beginning. Brief Re-Cap: Annoyed by the loss of our TV signal due to an alarming snowstorm, I have just dashed out the back door, intent on some vague form of resolution… I’m only on the back patio for roughly […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Brief Re-Cap: Dallas is in the middle of an icy snowstorm. I’m in the middle of a grocery store aisle, trapped between a duo of irresponsible shopping-cart drivers at one end and an addled woman at the other end […]
Click here to read this snowstorm story from the beginning. Brief Re-Cap: At the end of our last episode, I was on the precipice of becoming a human piñata for a gaggle of shady characters at a shady retail establishment. My sins are many, but in this particular […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Brief Re-Cap: In my apparently unending quest to simply drive out of my neighborhood during a snowstorm and purchase a few food staples at a local supermarket, I have encountered a few obstacles. My current station of the cross? […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Brief re-cap: I’m in my car in the midst of a rare Texas snowstorm, currently trapped at an intersection that is possibly a portal to the Demon World, and I appear to be the only human left on the […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. So, I’m sitting in my vehicle parked under our ice-caked carport, waiting for the damn thing to warm up because it’s freaking cold. Two minutes ago, I had been all bubbly about my quest to raid the local […]
Before you delve any further: This is an older post, so I feel compelled to explain a few things. One, it’s nowhere near my birthday, so there’s no need to express congratulations over milestones or pity over my decay, unless you’re feeling really festive. Two, the bit about […]
Tour Guide: “And over here, boys and girls, we have the Charles F. Nelson house.” Little Billy: “Who cares.” Little Andy: “My juice box is empty.” Little Sally: “I gotta pee.” Tour Guide: “It’s one of the most famous houses in Olalla, Washington.” Little Billy: “Why? Did somebody […]
First Row, Lady on the Left: “I hate this stupid motorcycle club and I wish I’d never signed up for it. This is what I get for agreeing to do something after I’d had 14 Sloe Gin Fizzes at the barbecue last Saturday. Drinking just makes me say […]
Extra-fresh new note: As evidenced by the latest string of posts here at Bonnywood, I’m definitely in a Memory Lane Mood, tinkering about with older stories. Today’s feature on the remodeled buffet line was last fiddled with roughly four years ago, during the Fourth of July weekend, thus […]
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