Hey, Folks. Just a quick bit to let you know where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing. I think the above photo explains it quite nicely. No? You’re not sure what the image is and there are things going on that seem odd and it’s not clear […]
As he tossed and turned, covered in a light sweat, the writer had a fever dream wherein, late one dark and stormy night, certain correspondents knocked on the door at Bonnywood Manor, demanding entry and entertainment and booze. The writer sighed (inwardly), smiled graciously (outwardly), and turned to […]
1. You watch a TV show that you’re not all that interested in just because you’re too exhausted to figure out how to get to that Guide channel on the new remote that your partner keeps swapping out every two weeks. (Why must we always have new ones? […]
Yes, Colleen was dismayed to learn that her beau had fallen under the spell of that harlot from her Garden Club. Luckily, Colleen had recently installed a lovely contraption wherein all she had to do was pull the rope to her left and the home-wrecking vixen would plummet […]
Blanche, left, wandering into the living room from wherever she had been but she no longer was: “Rose, darlin’, what on earth are you watchin’ on that wretched news program that is making you weep so? You shouldn’t watch things that make you cry. All that wetness makes […]
Vivien, the Actress, playing a proper British Southerner: “Well, I declare. I am outraged at your suggestion.” Clark, the Actor, playing whatever role brought the best paycheck: “Frankly, my dear, you’re always outraged.” Victor, the Director (well, the director once they canned George Cukor): “Aw, geez, my ulcer […]
Hey, Folks. Quick intermission post today… In roughly 30 hours, the first election polls will start closing in America as the “official” Election Day winds down. (Over 95 million citizens have already made their choices in early voting, a record, as people get their votes locked and secured […]
This is the continuation of a story that starts here… Monsieur Fromage was in a bit of a pickle. He had been given the simple task of greeting the guests invited to Stabbington Abbey for the annual All Hallows Eve Dinner Party and Possible Bacchanalia. Well, perhaps […]
This is the continuation of a story that starts here… Inigo Flamboya and Monsieur Fromage continued to stare at the hybrid vehicle wherein which resided (rumor had it) a pregnant woman who was about to uptick the global population at a really inconsiderate time. Base on the agonized […]
It was a dark and Stormy Daniels night, 1927. Thunder cracked and lightning rolled as a small caravan of dripping cars entered the circular drive in front of the oldest building at the Bonnywood Manor enclave, an immense mansion that reeked of old money and ancient plumbing. If […]
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