We’ve got a lot of good stories in our family made up by my daughter (she of George, the Rabid Chicken fame.) And one relates to the Grim Reaper. One fall, probably near Halloween, she came across the image of the Grim Reaper. A ghastly, grim image he is. She was about 6 at the …
Or “of whom”. Actually, it should be “Who is this Big Bison of whom you speak?” How did my adorable husband come to be known as the Big Bison? Well it started many moons ago, at Pam’s Truck Stop in Lebanon, TN, on the way to the VFW. Think I’m joking? Oh, no, my friends. …
OK, the title of today’s entry is an homage to a WONDERFUL episode of the Andy Griffith show. Barney tells a couple of prisoners, incarcerated in the hopeless Alcatraz of a jail cell of Mayberry: “Now, men, here at the ROCK, we have a couple of rules…The first rule is: Obey all rules….” This relates …
I’d like to tell you a little bit about my family, and this morning, I think I’ll start off with our Little Bit, the youngest member of our family. She is, as any good Irishman would tell you, the light o’my life, my little ray of sunshine. I’ll call her the Boonie Baby, for the …
The players: Deacon D. Dawg: happiest in the creek My dear husband, the Big Bison: happiest in the studio, but equally happy going hunting A notoriously vicious beaver A snapping turtle The Scene: This story plays out best told in the oral tradition, complete with accents and hand motions. However, lacking the desire to …
Deaky-Boy Surprise Ingredients: One White Chocolate LabradorA Parade of Thirteen Wild Turkeys strolling through the backyard Roll the Labrador Vigorously with Glee and Gusto in the grass that recently hosted the Turkey Parade. Call and Scream hysterically for the dog to get back here NOW!!! Rue the day you ever bought the literally STINKING dog …
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps …
In “Why I Went to the Woods” , Henry David Thoreau attempts to explain why he chose to escape civilization to live in the woods. (Note the excerpt from that just underneath my blog title.) But why the heck did I go to the woods? I wish Thoreau were here to explain it to you. …
It’s the last day of 2008, and the birthday of my blog. Out with the old, in with the new. Starting small, with baby steps. Yesterday, on the Sonlight Forums, a friend sent me a private message in regard to my thread where I asked for input as to whether or not to start a …