My secret life – well, my second secret life, if you count this blogging one – involves singing in a large symphonic choir. Hmmm. Do you suppose there’s something about this whole Secret Life concept I’m just not getting? One fine friend tells me that I’m the most indiscreet person he knows. Not so! I […]
Year: 2015
Oh, MIRTH, Where Art Thou?
That’s a question I’ve been asking, even if you haven’t. Mind you, it’s not that I’m not mired in MIRTH material. But in this world of woe it sometimes seems to me that silliness is a frivolous waste of time and energy. Surely, if God isn’t going to bother fixing chronic problems like starvation and […]
Parts is Parts
The big question remains unanswered. Nobody, as far as I can tell, has even asked it. Am I the only one whose morbid curiosity is piqued? Am I the only one gauche enough to wonder what became of the stolen souvenirs? It’s Shakespearean, really – the epic stuff of overblown tragedy in the violent days […]
“does frankencense cause pooping”
My blog server keeps me up to date on Google searches that lead people to my website. It’s often rather horrifying. I’ve written about cheerleaders and girl scouts and boobs and Bigfoot and underwear and strippers and space aliens and hookers and guns and God and Godzilla and Republicans and ankle socks and outhouses, after […]