It’s a curse, being a lyrics guy. It can, I’m fairly confident, drive a person mad. I have a for-instance, you'll be relieved to learn. We’re currently watching the excellent Ken Burns series on Country Music, learning so much and being reminded of how great those songs were. Remember Patsy Cline’s “Walking After Midnight”? A … Continue reading On Being a Lyrics Guy
I think this the best sign I've found since "Please Don't Eat the Soap", a genuine sign in a gift shop in a small TX town... Anyway, surely, this kind of thing is better left to a medical professional.
Why have one name when so many more seem to fit? And, if your puggles happen to be deaf, all the better. They can't get confused if they can't hear you. The Reverend John Henry UnderfootThe Rev; John Henry; JH; sweetie; pooper; little pooper; the favored child; John Henry Underbite. Ms. Jordan UnderfootJordan; Feisty Grandma; … Continue reading On Pug Names
Hi, how’s your day going? Has it been, for want of a better word, weird? I’m going to presume it has - because, if you really start digging, everything is weird. I guess I’ve thought this, on and off, forever, but it was brought to the front of my mind when I was reading Raptitude, a … Continue reading On the weirdness of it all…
Here in the mighty US of A, we have only the finest modern toilet technology.
These people want blog writers and Instagram "influencers" to post these pics on social media, right? They're looking for the free publicity. Well, don't fall for it. Oh.
Needy pillow needs to respect my boundaries.
Maybe take someone who can spell?
I don't know anymore...is there a typo on this label or does it just have an accent?
Maybe they should have used a bigger sign?