The Frogs Are On Their Own
I was so tickled when I was in the paint store and came upon a [...]
Podner Up
We interrupt your regularly scheduled Murrmurrses for a bonus post about a friend in the [...]
The Dust-Mite-Laden Arms Of Morpheus
I found a helpful article in the paper the other day on how to pull [...]
The Pre-Wee League
From a distance, squinting, we couldn't tell what we were looking at. March of the [...]
Oops! Totally Did Not Mean For That To Happen.
My Dad, unmodified Californians are considering a proposition to require genetically modified foods to be [...]
Being And Taterness
My current cat Tater and I differ more ways than we are alike. She can [...]
O. Crap
Studley (or Marge) It's possible you don't care about our chickadees, Studley and Marge, but [...]
Pre-Planning For The Future
Dave got a solicitation in the mail the other day from Neptune Cremation Service, which [...]
Learning To Write From Chopin
When I was a kid, I figured Chopin was just mean. It seemed like enough [...]
I Buried Them
When winter comes, I turn my back on the flowers I've loved all season. See [...]
Drowning Our Troubles At The Brewery
Burnside Brewery Goddess Molly Fox Dave called me on his new Mobile Cellular Telephone the [...]
Hooking Me Up
It's a sign of what I'm going to call maturity that I no longer like [...]
Hitling Back At Hitler
Sometimes in the little small-town newspapers there is a section about local people and their [...]
The Murre, The Merrier
Sarah. Looks mean, right? Sarah Swanson is a very nice person who thinks my blog [...]
Dueling Jujus
I'm comforted by things that do not change: the phases of the moon, the pandering [...]