Frankenberry's Attic

          Did you ever wake up and just know it, ya know? Just know that you’re special, and not the special that your Mom still tells you you’ll grow up to be someday, but special, unique, maybe even magic? I woke up feeling that way this morning, and not because my… Continue reading

First let me say that the next time I drive any further than the mailbox (a proud lazy) on the last Saturday before Christmas will be the last and if, for some reason, I do venture out on this accursed day in the future and you see me on the road I want you to… Continue reading

I’ve watched the first two episodes of the new Fall show ‘Kevin Probably Saves The World’ starring John Ritter’s son, Jason, who is eerily similar to his dad in so many ways. That’s a good thing by the way. Kevin, formerly, painfully self immersed, selfish and ‘not a good person’ as he confesses in episode… Continue reading

Most times when it comes to pets you go looking for them. You decide the time is right and you take the steps to find a new member of the family. You go the shelter, maybe a pet store, you make yourself available to that phone call from a friend about puppies/kittens in a box… Continue reading

So, we read about the weird, the unusual, the just plain dumb and the sometimes crazy all the time. All you have to do is troll the internet and you see the videos of epic fails with everything from bicycles, to wedding photos, to swimsuits, to motorized vehicles to shit involving fire, you see the… Continue reading

“Alright, it’s the row behind us” I said matter of factly. “What?” replied JJ “It’s the row behind us” I said again after surveying, over and across, the row in front of us and then doing the same with the row we were in and then… “…It’s the row behind us” “For what?” “For me… Continue reading

I recently took a weekend off and did something.  Now mind you, that sentence is a touch foreign. I haven’t taken a weekend off to do something since the last time I did and that was, well, that was never it seems. But it was also a stinging reminder of all the weekends where I… Continue reading

The other morning, as I stepped into the shower, I didn’t even notice that I had done so while unintentionally changing one small detail of my morning ritual. I had turned on the light in the bathroom itself and not in the short hallway between it and the bedroom.  I shouldn’t have, but, I’m glad… Continue reading

They eat well together, daily, coupled over scents this little upstairs filled with that together stronger than my lone vanilla candle. Continue reading

Beck woke me. I nodded…yawned. “She’s orange and on the other side of the fence in the car dealer’s parking lot”. Don’t remember if I even put shoes on, probably not, but I followed downstairs and, yes, she was orange, I was still yawning, I’m sure, and she was, indeed, on the other side of… Continue reading