Some say that squirrels are the harbingers of doom. This fella’s ironic mustache seems to support that argument.
Sometimes Monday Is All Weird And Stuff
Dialogue for a New World Paradigm. Courtesy of The Friday Files. And don’t forget to floss.
This One’s For You, Mom
Because she loved Ironic Mustache Wednesday.
Nine Days And Getting Worse
My mom is gone.
How can I stand it?
She was not ready. She had things to do. I had things to tell her.
It just gets more awful.
No please. Make this nonsense not be.
And The Righteous Shall Hop
(She had a dream the other night that she lived in a city in a little apartment 2 or 3 flights up and had a nice life all to herself)
(Last week she looked at the program guide, just to see what was on network TV during prime time because she is out of touch these day; she did not watch though)
(She had a dream the other night that Oprah was talking to her about how frustrating it is, life with a Stedman)
(She is not difficult, she could be happy enough)
(She has a dream that one day her life could become more interesting than her dreams once again)
(Above all, these days, to keep the peace is her aim, it seems)
Bah. Nobody’s home.
Finger Sandwiches, or…
The Mind Tool
With the light of a thousand
Fluorescing yes / sparkling no.
Because the unitard is
Not the weapon of choice.
Canned pseudo-meat is
Where it’s at.
And where it’s at
Twain invented chortling
Not at Woodstock.
That would be
Adorbz Friday: Puppies and Birdies and Unicorns
I just love animals, don’t you? Here now, a tip about new puppies. Better be nice to new puppy! Seriously, they have friends in high places.