Just a bit of silliness that meanders toward something more substantial, which is one of the hallmarks of Bonnywood. (At least I hope folks have noticed said hallmark.) To be fair, there are some very specifically-American things mentioned here (although I sprinkled in some transnational shout-outs), but really, […]
A bit of a departure here, but it’s a project I’ve been considering for a while: Sharing a few random passages from a particular book, words that moved me for one reason or another. (And part of that movement is wishing like hell that I had been the […]
Charley, middle: “Now, look here, Buford. This here’s what we call a ‘woman’. They can be quite nice to have around if you know what to do with them.” Buford, right: “Why I gotta have one of those?” Charley: “They can make you happy. They can cook […]
Pluto is not impressed with the news that she is no longer considered a planet. Pluto: “This irks me to no end. You have no idea how hard I work to get noticed out here in the backwaters. It is NOT easy getting my hair this big every […]
Nurse Mae: “Doctor, do you see what I’m seeing in the Emergency Room?” Doctor John: “I’m not quite certain, but it appears to look like what you think it looks like.” Nurse Mae: “So this means…” Doctor John: “The casualties from Black Friday Shopping have already begun to […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Initially, the room was in stunned silence following Buford’s pronouncement that he wished to serve the Lord via a midlife career change, and then the chaos descended. “Now you’re my favorite son!” squealed Granny Crown, hurling herself into […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Momma Crown sighed for the twenty-second time that day as she entered the living room and approached her mother-in-law, who was standing at the picture window in the front of the room. “Tell me, Mother,” she queried, “why […]
Click here to read this story from the beginning. Before Momma Crown could counsel her child that it was entirely possible to be popular without being a miniature slut, there was a clatter as Granny Crown traipsed into the kitchen from the living room. “Mother!” exclaimed Momma […]
Note: Here’s a little series that I used to run annually about this time on one of my blogs, although it’s been dormant for a few years now. I can see in the ancient archives that I have already shoved this one out here on Bonnywood Manor multiple […]
Norma: “Come into my arms, my love. Let me show my world to you.” Director: “Cut! Norma, you’re off script. And why do you look like you’re one morphine drip away from a sanitarium? You’re supposed to be on the verge of rapturous love-making with the man that […]
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