The Cat-Callers.

The Cat-Callers.

(enjoy this very silly tale) The Cat-Callers. In a tiny town, one which we’ll only refer to as ‘Painsville’ to protect its anonymity, nothing happens. In fact the happenings are so few, that when I was appointed as the investigator of the strange series of events that had desolated the neither quiet not too loud […]

The Black Eyed Pips don’t listen to the Black Eye Peas.

We are only 28 days away from Halloween, so I made a dumb tale of me meeting a Black Eye Kid, or a Black Eye Person, the original story made me not sleep for a couple of days. You won’t get scared with this one. I should have never stayed that late at Fielden’s diner, […]

Timing!

Timing!

Dear reader, I bring to you an smoking insight into the art of blog posting. I have some valued information coming steaming out of the virtual presses that clank and blast at the bottom of the vaults of the internet. These papers say that sometimes it is more about when you post, that what you […]

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

OK, OK, a little dirt down my trousers but we’ve unearthed this blog. Phew! *wipes sweat from brow* Hold the light a little higher! Here it is, kinda yellow, poor thing, abandoned. An affair of shakier times. Why I am taking it back, you may wonder. I don’t know. It won’t sprout. It does no […]

Oh, No, ‘Tis The Season!

I keep finding absolutely everything too much of a bore to write it down. I mean, there was a flying sausage terrorizing us, which later turned out to be a chipmunk; there was the fascinating series of romanced lucid dreams that visited me during the past weeks; there was the wet peregrination in the rain […]

I Bow No Haircuts.

I Bow No Haircuts.

I dread haircuts. I try to never get them. Once in a while, though, I forget why, and, as if possessed by sudden madness, I surrender to the scissors. I wanted the sightliest of trims. I even brought a picture. The only available lady seemed impatient, yet she wanted to cut my hair. I accepted […]

A Toad in a Hole.

A Toad in a Hole.

See, this gentleman here was found in a hole. He managed to dodge a shovel digging in a small garden, because the whole thing is to be removed and paved with stones. I captured it, and asked for ransom. I wanted his toadstone, but it was a family heirloom. I gave him a plastic half […]

Talking to The Rocks. 

Today I remembered I have a blog. I had to check twice to make sure I didn’t have some pot plant dying somewhere, or had run out of meat for the vultures. I took my camera, and rations for three days, then I went outside to find some rocks to talk to. I like rocks […]

The Advent of Some Sugar.

The Advent of Some Sugar.

Greenery shies, out my window, but I dance. I’m happy, I don’t know why, and I find surprising that two good songs in my streaming service are called ‘Sugar.’ I fear that, instead of complex emotions, I have only the two sides of a coin. An uncooperative, rumbling, gloomy frown gives way to a brimming, sugary, […]

On procrastination and The Thief of Time.

I can think of a thousand things to do instead of what I should, but in the end I would feel better if I did it. I am a loafer, I know. I have been working almost 12 hours a day for a week, so I don’t mind work, but for the things I care […]