Frankenberry's Attic

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 07-28-19) We, Jeremiah Johnsen & Melissa Anne and I, literally, could not be sitting any higher at Citifield right now. Reminds me of my days with a press pass back in Pittsburgh in the early/mid 90’s (post playoff years) where I would use it on a Friday… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 07-28-19) Though we missed the last two seasons Jeremiah Johnsen and I have gotten back on the pilgrimage to Queens train (along with Melissa Anne from the old Cumulus road crew today). This will be 13 trips down here in the 15 years we’ve known each other… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 07-20-19) About a week or so ago Celie (my landlady) decided to bring a group of gray kittens back up to the house from the shelter. It was the Gang of Five who had started their kitten gig here at the house, with many a too cute… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 07-03-19) So I just watched Celie, my landlady and good friend outside of my kitchen window that overlooks the back yard. She was patiently and lovingly dealing with a poor Crow that came her way, just within the last couple of days. He’d been injured and needed… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 06-30-19) Baby General’s Golden Black Heart’s Band / Sky’s Orange When You’ve Got Blind Friends It was two plus years ago today That baby general came to have his say In a propagandist fascist style With his lies he’d go the extra mile He’d hammer them unto… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 06-20-19) Always my favorite thing following the latest “history, apparently, hasn’t taught us a fucking thing” jackboot sentiment propaganda lie fest is the next day’s fact checking article in the Washington Post and there are some doozies from last night to add to the over 10,000 lies… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 06-16-19) In my last post here, song-wise, I mentioned tilting at windmills. That unflinching Quixote-esque need to wail at and fight against whatever it is that you feel needs be wailing at and fought against. Well, it continues … Tricking The Whole   I’m tricking the whole… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 06-16-19) Now many of you are aware of my current living sitch (kidding…seriously, just kidding. If I ever actually use “sitch” instead of situation, like here, in the future, or any abbreviation of the kind, or use any acronyms for that matter I give you full permission… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 06-02-19) Windmills and time well spent tilting. A Stay In The Strife   I read the news today, oh boy Trump’s crooked law set to investigate Distraction’s cries of being spied Future des-pot just has to laugh Conclusion’s writ it’s not a draft   William Low Barr… Continue reading

(Original post date from Frankenberry’s Attic @ Blogspot: 05-25-19) So a little less than a year or so ago I decided to have a bit of fun and do some writing and some singing (though I’ll put “singing” in quotes here just to be safe). It was at the time that Trump had nominated angry,… Continue reading