Frankenberry's Attic

(from this time last year) Dad: (outside voice in the car) Oh, Stephy, your mother would like it just as much if you just made her something, made her a card, you know, draw her a picture and make her a card, with lots of colors. You like to draw. Tell her how much you… Continue reading

I get no greater joy than a Friday night … really Steve, you don’t say … sorry, I guess that’s kind of an obvious thing right? duh? huh? Friday? But not something like, say, a Friday of my youth where stupid might have been my wingman and no matter how I may have tried to… Continue reading

(Yes, I realize today is Tuesday for this “So Then Sunday” post … what of it?! … but these “So Then’s” are my take on a Throwback Thursday kinda thing, that I occasionally do on Sundays re-posting older bits that is happening on a Tuesday here instead and yes, I do sometimes eventually wonder what… Continue reading

(facebook April 14th) When I came home yesterday Bella was in her usual spot, on her comforter bed in the living room (shut up … yes, she has her own comforter and apparently she called in housekeeping while I was out to have them turn it down). This is one of her two spots, the… Continue reading

ANGEL OF DEATH: END OF DAYS, ROUTE 9, POUGHKEEPSIE??? (AUDIO POST) (and a guy dressed as the Grim Reaper holding an hourglass in the middle of route 9 led to this …) So I saw the Angel of Death tonight … on Route 9 in Poughkeepsie standing on the median between the North and South triple… Continue reading

Full bore Cricket the Blind at around her usual 6am the other morning after hopping down off the bed from her comfy spot and heading to the office. Clocking in she grabs her clipboard and a pencil: 1. Loudly scratch the large flat cat scratcher – CHECK. 2. Messily slap the shit out of the… Continue reading

Alright. I’ve done this before with “We Let Billy Drive the Car”, my little thing about a heist gone awry from September of 2020, so I thought I’d give it another whirl. Find an instrumental at my work production music site that I like and see if I can write something to it, the only… Continue reading

Ok, another musical editorial, I like it, it’s got things to say, my singing doesn’t make dogs cry (at least I don’t think so and me doing any experimenting to try and prove such would probably come off as weird and possibly even cruel) and I worked “askance” into the lyrics so it has that… Continue reading

Washed BB for only the second time in five years earlier this week. Dad used to say at his reluctance of car washes that it was only the dirt that was holding things together so I’ve gone with that. Gospel. He also just didn’t want to spend the money. Gospel twice. Said to one of… Continue reading