Frankenberry's Attic

Picture My sis recently posted a new found picture of her and I and Dad, vintage 70’s, along with Grandma and Grandpa, the English ones, on a trip for them to see, first hand, exactly what their daughter had gotten herself into, two kids into the real and with a guy and his silly name,… Continue reading

(to Dave Matthews “Ants Marching”) Don’t know where the thought for this one came from, no, wait, I DO know where the thought came from, it came from the same spot most of my parody tunes/musical opinion pieces come from … our everyday madness and the surreal state of things where rational thought has been… Continue reading

I gave Celie a call not sure if she were around to check and see if I could take Memes down to the shelter for a look, even if there were no Doc’s there, just a look, just a look from anyone other than me and my sudden worry where Sherry said she is a… Continue reading

It’s cold. I hate cold. I’m sure I’m not alone in this. It’s a thing that makes me question every year where I live. Though it’s not a real cold, comparatively speaking, not a place where you could REALLY question where you live, places in videos that make you put on an extra layer or… Continue reading

And a turned year’s happy see clocks Grab hats Drum noises Noise drummers Call strummers Of songs To add their way And might a firework’s snap’s clap Too Join the play But all the clatter is a matter Of others Zzz’s a cat In a lap Who knows Just Where Turned Time Is At Knows… Continue reading

Well, with all the end of year’s lists, retrospectives, the requisite long list quickie obituaries of people lost in 2021, which, if it were an honest list and not just the usual of passed celebrities, as if they are the only ones worth noting, would be way too massive an endeavor and just point out… Continue reading

Yes, it’s Christmas Day With things held, maybe at Bay Or not For respite For a moment For A day unlike any other Day We tell ourselves Yes, it’s Christmas A day Continue reading

When I was a kid, as I was joyously passing my time with books of faerie queens and their kings and castles and elves and trolls (ones you would actually like now, no matter their demeanor, as opposed to their newer version) and other fantastic things, or of stars that were so wished upon with… Continue reading

I don’t know where/when it started, my aversion to Christmas, an aversion shared by some I’m sure, and no, I’m not going to be the male version of the latest Hallmark season’s movie. Guy has it all in the big city but feels empty and cynical and comes home to his small town to find… Continue reading

Was thinking the other day (not recommended by the way – it’s not all it’s cracked up to be, it can take soooo much out of ya and no one really listens anyway) that the Green Acres theme song seemed kind of an obvious thing. An obvious thing when it comes to Margie Q Greene,… Continue reading