Scrappy’s new career

Scrappy: Hey, DaddyDog! Me: What now, Scrappy? Scrappy: I’m gonna be a pro wrestler. Me: That’s just great. Do have any experience in wrestling? Scrappy: Work? Hey, you’re forgetting when I wrestled that big dog. Uh, you know, Charlie. Me: So you did. What are you doing to get ready? It’s hard work even if it is fake. Scrappy: Wind sprints, baby! And it’s not fake. Scrappy: And I’m practicing my ugly face. Scrappy: And my tricks. “Playing with a possum” is my favorite because it’s just like napping. Me. Okay, sounds good. You need a strong ring name. What…

To sleep, perchance to… just sleep!

I went to bed at 12:30 a.m. today. I was pleased. That’s probably earlier than the average. But sleep I did not. I lay there for a good long time before I got up. A good long time lasted an hour and a half tonight. Among many other things, I don’t do sleeping well. In fact, the last time I had a great night’s sleep and bounded out of bed full of energy was in 2006. I remember the day well. But once up, what to do? I decided to finish this post I’ve been working on for days. I…

Long time passing

It’s been ages since I posted anything. Or looked at the blog in any way. I see I have some comments to attend to. Apologies are in order, and I do so apologize now for an unacknowledged absence. I’m sure this has not even been noticed by many readers but it’s still rude. I hate it when I’m rude. I was considering packing it all in but next year’s fees were charged so I may continue the blog. I really just don’t now yet. It’s light out now. I’ll probably go back to bed and attempt to steal back an…