Frankenberry's Attic

So let me see if I’ve got this straight. Despite an only dreamed wall surrounded Mexican mountain of video evidence to the contrary, Trump’s latest spin will now have you believe that he never really said that Mexico would pay for his base red meat ego wall, that he never said that they would just… Continue reading

So with a last Friday night’s time on my hands (the cats could wait a few extra hours for dinner I thought – they weren’t happy…but then they were…magic) I finally got a chance to sit down and produce a version of this one, ala “I Am The Walrus.” To anyone who may have chanced… Continue reading

Just a quick breakdown of some lowlights from last week that was. Man-child threw a hissy after his intended photo-op master negotiator victory went south and instead proudly pronounced his future pride of shutting down the government just before Christmas if he didn’t get his ego wall (stomping feet, pressed fingers, pursed lips, shit thrown).… Continue reading

Well, it’s just been a damned musical interlude type weekend now hasnt’ it? One more singalong from the Trump Treehouse. Invite your friends on stage…raise a beer…cheer the hecklers. Great Ego Wall Today is gonna be my dayThat we’ll build it Red White and BlueYou know your dollars I will throwAt a problem that I’ve… Continue reading

Hey! Anyone up for a singalong? I know I am. I Am The Con Man I am me as I love me and you are meAnd we love me togetherSee how we plumb we’re pigs for the dumbSee dollars runI’m genius Sitting on a tax cutWaiting for some yen to flyCorporate stock big buy back,… Continue reading

(The Official Secret Clubhouse of the He-Man Truth & Saudi’s Haters – No, Lovers Club) Ben Carson: (walking into the mini Treehouse Oval Office) … So I finally cleaned all of the full length mirrors, which was exhausting by the way, and polished the silverwa… Donnie: …. ssssshhhhh … Ben: Don’t you want to check… Continue reading

(The Official Secret Clubhouse of the He-Man Truth & Alice Haters Club) Donnie: (heavy sigh) Well he didn’t sign for it and it got returned. Ben: Who’s “he” sir and what’s “it”? Donnie: Kavanaugh. He wouldn’t sign for the fruit basket I sent him and now it’s been returned. Ben: Oh, I’m sorry, that’s a… Continue reading

“Ya might wanna avert your eyes sis, cause I’m stripping naked in front of your dryer” That was the greeting to my sis, Rebecca Frankenberry after I arrived sponge-like at her house following a rain soaked game one in my double header weekend. She and the nephews, Jake and Matty, live near Schenectady and were… Continue reading

(After I posted this there was a breaking news update later that evening: Similar to Donnie’s magic math in rationalizing his tepid and lame response to the brutal murder of journalist Jamal Kashoggi at the the hands of the Saudi’s and whether he would punish them he cited our arms deal and the many jobs… Continue reading

While we live in this new profoundly ignorant era of the #TrumpDumbDown, where the bar has been set so comically low to accommodate the un-learned, so con-manelly low that we’re forced to combat a charlatan from a new, practically negative level and grudgingly accept the fight with this undeserved so-self-called genius, set so low that… Continue reading