Frankenberry's Attic

With the last 3 months or so being what it is and has been, a lot of us have obviously been stressed and victims of the anxiety that comes with all this. But these stresses and anxieties manifest themselves in different ways. For me I’ve noticed I’ve become more easily distracted and even more scatterbrained… Continue reading

I’ve never been one for finding any importance in holiday weekends, no matter the occasion, other than having a Monday off. But I know for a great deal of us they can be kinda big, yearly gatherings of family and friends, a grill fired up, a beer or two cracked, an eventual argument about politics… Continue reading

A shitty day, a steady rain and a bit of a chill but it at least might wash away some of the other shitty, if there is nothing else to be garnered from it. When my good friend, Rick, recently sent me some new lyrics to Eleanor Rigby I sung them out for him and… Continue reading

(To all my cat friends) My sister Rebecca and my nephews have cats, 3 of them, like me, and a Razzy Girl and, actually, my brother Nick has a couple as well so we’re just a regular ol’ cat crazy clan (not crazy cat ladies all just yet though). But one of Beck’s gang is a… Continue reading

Over a year and half ago I started writing new lyrics and singing them out, in my little studio and then editing in my own little world (don’t ask, it involves cats and quiet, and more quiet after that, probably not your thing), Beatles tunes, for some reason these songs and this band the perfect… Continue reading

(Facebook Memories popped up this picture over the weekend of me and The JG, the son of my ex, Maria, from 11 years ago – I’ll give ya credit Facebook, sometimes you hit the mark) Wow. 11 years ago. This one almost made me cry from the melancholy with its surprise just now. Gots be… Continue reading

Facebook 05-07-20: Well the Justice Dept again moves further and further away from the independent investigative power it is intended to be but instead becomes more entrenched as nothing more than just another tool of Trump enforcing his belief that he has the “absolute right” to control it to, for further instance, protect more loyalists… Continue reading

When I got home a couple of evenings ago I saw another member of the cast of “Cat On A Cold Tile Roof”, Sunny, rehearsing, until I so rudely interrupted her, which she staringly, glaringly pointed out, just before she turned with a dramatic flourish, paused and then walked away (oh, she’s good). This new… Continue reading

Finally home and done for a Friday and the weekend. Got a beach chair out and I’m sittin’ back under a UV lamp in silly little goggles with my toes in the sand (improvising with Kitty Litter – hey, it’s clean and I own a broom – so shut it) and I’ve got my Lysol… Continue reading