Frankenberry's Attic

So, Christmas Eve morning I actually got up a bit earlier than my alarm, which is normally set at 7:45am with a clock’s math that’s been well figured after 3 plus years in this spot at an hour and a half from the time of wake up to the arrival at work at 9am. I… Continue reading

We get a morning tray of bagels and some cream cheese delivered to work once a week. It’s a small but nice thing from a cool little bagel shop that brightens the day and is definitely appreciated. This once weekly has been the case for as long as I can remember at this place. Now,… Continue reading

I’ve discovered after quite few parody tunes over the last number of years that I don’t just like to skewer the Orange, something always well deserved, but that I just like singin’ ’em, that I like the “let go” my little studio affords on an occasional Friday night when the work gang has left to… Continue reading

The snow was tall, just tall as enough tall it needed to be against the front door to keep it from opening as I remember now, though 17 feet at least it seemed in my head then, though bear in mind that my tall was small (but with hope of a big someday). I was… Continue reading

A one of two kittens that come by the pair, replete with four mittens and a wide eyed small stare, she moments to pause from a kitten cat’s chores, to jump and to hop and to run and to plop atop sibling who mistakenly stopped and a … plop … ahead of fast sibling play… Continue reading

I know that hoping after losing the election that there might finally be a lack of Trump material was a fool’s thought.   All Star – Lapdog   Somebody once told me a stupid could get lonely Allow an autocrat to pla-ay In a nation of ideals this stupid gets the feels A lun-acy embraced… Continue reading

So now that we’ve gotten all gratitudey … and eaten, I think it’s safe to possibly air out some annoyances. I was gonna do it yesterday but I didn’t want to step on all this gratituding going around, especially when it was so well called for, so necessary in such a sad, sad year as… Continue reading

It’s been a long year, a too long a year filled with too many painful reminders of how fragile this all is. I wrote a lot of words last night given the time of an extra day/night (a favorite of things), getting lost in waaaaay too many of those words that kept me up, but… Continue reading

Ok, we’ll call this being on kick.   A cure of the tired tired, or at least a treatment.   Besides that Juan and John laminated grade school picture art project that I posted of earlier I have another piece of something that has always been with me.   The Steelers had always been a… Continue reading

Just because I’m tired, tired. When I was a kid, in grade school, we had an art project. I was maybe 7 or 8 years old. The project was to find a picture that meant something to us and we were going to laminate it (you also had to find something to laminate it on… Continue reading