Frankenberry's Attic

(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

Friday Night Lights Redux: Tonight we followed the map of not Middle Earth from last week, north of Guilderland, to the not shire of Ballston Lake, the origin of which, according to ancient lore, came from a race of overly confident, often braggadocious peoples who, simply, had a ton of balls and liked large, still… Continue reading

So, Friday Night Lights have been back on again for me this season with Spectrum Sports, which is nice because I still really enjoy the obligation free “quiet” few hours of the sidelines on these now cool, crisp Fall Fridays and also because I can ALWAYS use the extra dollars (I do radio after all).… Continue reading

Of all players in White House circles over the last 2 years, from the Orange Devil on down, has any proven themselves to be more consistent at being a power mad, condescendingly hypocritical little weasel than Mitch McConnell? Now, mind you, there’s plenty of Trump weasel’s, Lindsey Graham being the most high profile lately, but… Continue reading

(The Official Secret Clubhouse of the He-Man Truth & Real “Fiber” Haters Club) Donnie: So what kind of fruit do you think he likes? Ben: Fruit sir? Donnie: Yeah, for a basket. Ben: For who? Donnie: Who do you think Benfred? Who I have been fawning and frothing over lately? Ben: Hope still? Donnie: No… Continue reading

(…”and dragged a comb across my head”) When I first moved into my former apartment in Hyde Park, back in December of 2014, I quickly learned why my only request of the building manager that my new digs be on the top (3rd) floor was the best of all possible requests. I can’t imagine the… Continue reading