Monthly Archives: September 2015

Crying myself to sleep on my HUGE Pillow

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I’m gonna needa huge-r pillow. (Thatsa lying from “So I married an Ax Murderer” — Mike Myers, anybody?)  I called my/our son a coupla/three weaks back and when he answered (uh, a later Thursday afternoon) I right away asked “is … Continue reading →

Snail Carnage by Raccoon

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“Rosco, wake up!” Betty exhorted “Huh, wha — ?!” I not-so-articulated.  One of the dogs had barked, puncturing our velvet-all-encompassing midnight slumber.  I sat up.  In the almost-total darkness I reverted to habit, focusing on listening. Crunch!  crunch!?  some nasally … Continue reading →