Frankenberry's Attic

I don’t know if this has been posited yet, probably has somewhere, but I’m curious as to what arrangement was worked out between Donnie and DeVos for her to agree to look the REALLY bad guy by cutting the budget for Special Olympics so he could then White Horse-It in to save the day and… Continue reading

When I was a kid, my first girlfriend was the Beatles. Mom even approved of all the time we spent together, and it was quite a lot (no kissing by the way…I knew Cynthia Lennon was hot). I thought, in my kidness, that her approval had to have come from her, of course, knowing them… Continue reading

Dearest Son (licensed dirt/road bike), Mother and I wanted to let you know that that wheelie you felt the need to perform alongside a gentleman’s car from one traffic light until he pulled off just before the next (maybe a quarter mile or so) where he stopped for a to-go from Popeye’s for his dinner?… Continue reading

I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I’m something of a cat guy. Yeh, who knew huh? Well, while my landlady and also dear friend, Celie, has been enjoying some much needed sun and down time away from the cold and dire “tune in tonight to find out how we will all die” cold weather… Continue reading

Sometimes you just have a night where time it seems to slow down, where it seems to stand still. Now, obviously, that’s not possible, as time doesn’t slow down, it is, after all, time. It marches always at the same clip forward not mindful of or caring for us at all, relentless bastard that it… Continue reading

For three plus years now I’ve had this single line rattling round my noggin, bumping into shit. “A Boy And His Cat In A Cone Plastic Hat.” A Dr Seussian type line that has never let me be. I’ve written thousands of words around it in my head over these years as I remember Shoes… Continue reading

One thing I have noted over the last two years of this Presidency, besides of course the clear attempts to undermine our Democracy along with the rule of law, the obvious corruption of Trump’s Administration from the top on down and the unconstitutional practices et al is that somehow Trump, the White House, Press Secretary… Continue reading

(The Official Secret Clubhouse of the He-Man Truth & Lego Haters Club) A bit of a catch up as it has been a while Players Ben Carson “Benfred”: Secretary of Housing and Urban Development, something of which he knows nothing. De facto butler, a Batman’s Alfred or “Benfred” here to that guy. Has “bootstraps” tattooed… Continue reading

After writing this back in July I finally got a chance to sit down and have a little fun. There is something to be said for such a moment in crazy, upside down, ass backwards days. Singing leaving a bit to be desired? Check. Frightening anyone outside my little prod studio door? Check. Aforementioned fun?… Continue reading

And as little ditties about pathological liars and their equally untruthful henchpeople go… Lie Together Here come ol’ Ornge top He come slinkin’ up lie-like He once boo boo footfall He fake holy roller He got lies his base refuse to hear he prop-a-gandize un-til he’s a bug in their ear She wear no truth… Continue reading