If I didn’t follow up on these antics, I feel I would be remiss. So yes, the Raccoon Saga continued. This morning, all the live traps were full. Apparently, the brains of the operation let his underlings venture
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Off with your mask, Bandit.
Some of you have been here, at our house. You would know that we are “feeders.” Yes, we feed. There are numerous bird stations, a Koi Pond. We have a corn trough for the deer. Not to mention the barn
What’s in the closet? Well, not me.
Yes, in my faraway kid hood, are many memories. It is quite a thing, when you think about it. Our memories. The filing cabinets of our minds. From time to time, one of the drawers slide open, and out pops
The big win, or loss, depending.
I watched the World Cup Finals today. The good women of the USA and the Netherlands. The Yanks vs. the Dutch. It was an incredible game. As I watched the game, I wondered about the people playing. Who they are.
Those grimy hands on our stuff.
I just read that 97% of Americans are washing their hands wrong. Not long enough, and not enough soap, is what the survey concluded. We are supposed to “scrub” them, according to the article, for at least 20 seconds with
Torpedoes, with sprinkles on top.
I like to write about people on their birthdays. It just feels like a little remembrance, in honor of the good, or the terrible thing they have done. Today is David Farragut’s birthday. This David was born July 5, 1801,
Crack-a-lacka, and farewell.
Smithereens. That’s exactly what I thought the moment I picked it up. This morning, you see, I was putting my Apple Watch on my wrist. Standing at the kitchen island, all by myself, in the absolute quiet of the early,
It’s red and white. And we’re blue.
Here it is. The Fourth of July. Independence Day. Truly a big, festive, great day in the history of our country, the United States of America. Our birthday. We are 243 years old, in fact. So how are we doing?
Alone, we are not. Big, out there, it is.
I believe we are not alone. Here in this Universe. Set aside the ever-controversial topic of a Higher Power. I am not talking about this. I suggest that there are “others” out in the grand and infinite Universe, living in
I knew that. Bank robbers know that.
The most logical answer. The clearest explanation. The obvious choice. Isn’t that how we all try to go? The well-reasoned, coherent, intelligent way? Yes. I think most of us strive to do this in every aspect of our lives. But