Frankenberry's Attic

Jacob Marley: Whoooo hoooo oooh (wind rushes and chains doing Jacob Marley wind rushing chain rattling kind of things with approaching footsteps) Guy: Really dude? That’s a bit dramatic. Jacob: What? (stop … wind rushing chains sounds coming to a slowed turntable wind down dying hault) Guy: You still workin’ that? Jacob: What?   Guy:… Continue reading

A good friend of mine, who is waaaaaaay more popular than me in social media ways that the kids all talk about (waaaaaaay more popular in general as she is actually social) recently posted to the Facebook of having a bit of an issue with Stink Bugs at her place. Seeing this I shot her… Continue reading

This one is to the Dixie Cups “Chapel of Love”. I know, “Chapel of Love” really? How the hell do the Dixie Cups come into the noggin? They don’t but … … there’s a radio station of the group of stations that I work for that stands out simply for its stand out of quite… Continue reading

(a picture from downstairs earlier in the week) Mimi: Who is that? Me: What? Mimi: Who is that?! Me: Just a cat Mimi: Just a cat? Bella: Yeah, who is that? Me: Just a cat Mimi: There are no cats that are just a cat Cricket: Hey, blind over here ya know. Where ya’ll at?… Continue reading

(WARNING: Gonna ramble a bit here) The platform I use here to move stuff into an Attic with boxes of thoughts to pile atop other thoughts on fashioned storage bin cat seats, things I’ve talked of before with towel topped windows is Word Press. It works for the most part. I switched to it a… Continue reading

My Sunday look back this week on old posts goes to April of 2009 and the last radio station digs before my current ones. There was an apple pie contest once where I didn’t burn the house down in the process of trying to create an apple cheese crumb pie. ////////////////////////////////// I’m back and sorry,… Continue reading

After 10 weeks of some Friday Night Lights Football return where I made a few well needed bucks and was reminded of enjoying the hell out of myself on these nights again after a COVID year’s layoff, walked some pretty darn good High School Football sideline games with my parabolic along the way or some… Continue reading

My Brother’s birthday is a couple of days away and I remember this because it’s also the day one of my best of pals, Shoes, passed away six years ago. I think of Nick and Shoes in tandem not because of this though, that’s just sad coincidence, but because the first five years of his… Continue reading

Time to chalk it up, or down, or sideways (there’s always gotta be one right?) however you chalk things on an imaginary board, this first season of High School Football back with Spectrum Sports and the semblance of returned normalcy is in the books and board “chalked”. It was a good season and so nice… Continue reading

Back in 2018, in the midst of what historians would come to call the dark age (unless of course the historians were asked, lobbied, agenda’d or thumb hunged to write something otherwise) I imagined dialogues, dialogues between a President and his sidekick in a treehouse because, well, making play in a treehouse seemed about right.… Continue reading