Boys: A Listrant

I was so glad that I had sons… Sure, boys (as the poem tells us) are made of snips and snails and puppy dog tails… although the proportions and process details are a closely-guarded secret. They are more reluctant to show their emotions so their repressed feelings will come out in other ways… maybe a […]

What I’m Thankful For, Part 3

I’m thankful for my two sons, without whom I’d still be wondering why my wife got so fat those two six-month periods in the nineties. I’m thankful for the First Amendment, which allows me to say what I want; and, for the Second Amendment which allows me to shoot people who say things I don’t […]

Why I’m Glad

I’m glad that Cyndi Lauper is still out there protecting us from psoriasis. I’m glad that I can spend time with my sons despite their restraining orders. I’m glad I’ve got my health. I just wish it wasn’t poor health. I’m glad that Willy Nelson is still out there protecting us from Cyndi Lauper. I’m […]