Frankenberry's Attic

Well, this has not been the best of weeks so the finally sit on a Friday evening with the girls now couldn’t have come fast enough, which it didn’t by the way. It was a slow fucking molasses crawl. It started (after my four day weekend short mini stay-as-always-cation where I truly enjoyed myself and… Continue reading

Celie told me yesterday that Senta might be coming to the end of the road which is so heartbreaking. She is the introspective one of the two big, and I mean big, wolf size big, German Shepard girls who have been such a constant for me ever since I moved in here going on three… Continue reading

I’m not a huge fan of this one (maybe it’s the ending I don’t like, the ‘added’ lyrics after the actual song would normally be done) and, as I said in my last post, I was just gonna dismiss it, dismiss it as simply time spent trying. All about the trying right? But I just… Continue reading

I text myself a lot. No, not in a pathetically sad way to just see a little notification number and appear I have friends thank you … it’s just a sort of phone post-it note, an electronic little piece of sticky yellow paper ”stuck” to my phone reminding me of a thought I woke up… Continue reading

So I decided to put my recent musical endeavors into one post, an “EP” of sorts, and yes, I’ve been on a bit of Paul Simon kick lately. It’s tunes and a few words getting stuck in the head for whatever reason, karaoke versions found and new lyrics written. I’ve said this in posts in… Continue reading

When I recently had an allergic reaction to a medicine I’ve been taking for just a short period of time that blew my face up into a bulbous early Halloween costume winner I was relieved by a couple of things. One, there was the relief after the urgent care Doc gave a diagnosis, that was… Continue reading

The next time someone asks if you’ve ever seen a cat befriend a mouse … Continue reading

When I was a kid my heroes were sports stars, specifically baseball and a couple of Pittsburgh Pirates, Richie Zisk and John Candelaria. That’s all I thought “heroes” were, not knowing yet that there was way more to the definition of the word than just that one thing and, not knowing this yet, I never… Continue reading

I’ve had better weeks. Actually, I can remember a week back in ’95 that … shut up Steve, idiot … no, this one was a bit much. Came to the discovery that the blood pressure meds I was prescribed a couple of months ago suddenly agreed with me rather poorly, to the tune of a… Continue reading

So new addition to the family here at the homestead the Friday before last. Meet Marvin the Microphone so named by my sis after I sent her a picture that weekend. Funny but she responded that it looked like a robot and that I should name it Marvin even though she doesn’t remember much of… Continue reading