Frankenberry's Attic

Facebook – Saturday Evening March 14 After coming downstairs yesterday morning, grabbing a seat across from the couch and picking up little Spanky, the now, unfortunately, one eyed Pirate of a dog in my lap I said to Celie “Arrrggghh (pirate talk) and be alright, but after I be getting home tonight, a bit late… Continue reading

After coming downstairs yesterday morning, grabbing a seat across from the couch and picking up little Spanky, the now, unfortunately, one eyed Pirate of a dog in my lap I said to Celie “Arrrggghh (pirate talk) and be alright, but after I be getting home tonight, a bit late after some time in my little… Continue reading

Facebook February 29: Went to shoot my nephew, Jake, a text earlier but couldn’t find my phone. Did a bit of a not all that pressing search of the apartment. Nothin’ Remembered I had done my usual run to Stop N Shop earlier, around 8a. Detectived downstairs to discover my man bag in the garage… Continue reading

There’s a certain almost … almost poetry in all that we do. You just have to find it. Pea bounces a glared excited tooth happy growl, and I bounce along, feets, paws and hands up in the air like we just do care. Louie barks, incessant, loud, annoyingly now out the back door be gone… Continue reading

A most bestest of friend of mine (yeah, I said most bestest … what of it?) who I sent a rough draft of this, texted me to complain of an ear worm. Apologies I said, but, selfishly, I’m all good with complaints of an ear worm. I’ll take that as a compliment to some of… Continue reading

The definition of a wary sleep? Having your tower buzzed by 4 different stink bugs while watching Netflix on your Tab in the dark, the lone light being the TV on mute, but only securing 3 of them in your catch and release (window) empty cat food can before you’re ready to hit the rack… Continue reading

You know there’s something to be said about taking a moment, even at 3 in the morning on a Saturday night (Sunday early), so much in your head, sleep not coming, and being just in the middle of that “I got time” (Sunday) to “Dammit, I gotta get back at it” (eventual Monday) but enough… Continue reading

This is one I didn’t post on its own as opposed to all the others, I just added it to the The Orange Album  when I put that together recently. It’s probably because I don’t know if I like it or not. Lyrically sure, I try to be as point as I can, vocally? Eh… Continue reading

I sometimes, on Friday’s, will run to Hometown Deli just down the street from the radio station here to grab lunch, a maybe treat to myself this one day a week if I can. There’s no regular menu of the hot food at this place so there is always an anticipation of a possible welcome… Continue reading

So as I convalesce this now reminder of my creaky back 20 years later and 15 years or so before that, per doctor’s orders, I have been asked to step away from my new girlfriend, Heating Pad, take a time out, and instead embrace Ziploc Bag Of Ice Cubes Wrapped In A Towel. Tell ya… Continue reading