Monthly Archives: May 2012
There’s a werewolf out on my front lawn and he’s looking pissed off and he’s wet from all the rain. I think I’ll go say hi, and offer him a beer … — bob schneider
It’s never a good sign when a baby bird is blocking your lane. But that’s where I find myself on the first lap. He’s tiny. Just sitting there with his little feathers all ruffled up, oversized beak poking the ground. Lost. … Continue reading
Your wife laughs every time she looks at you.