Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Alas, the time has come for us to point the big ol’ Lincoln Northeast and head back where we belong; the land of cold and ice and snow. This vacation has been wonderful but there’s something unnatural about two South Dakota marshmallows dodging all the responsibilities of winter in order to wallow in the warmth…

Give Me A Ring

If you’ve just finished eating or are about to start..I apologize in advance for the following: I was reminded this week of an old joke about a Norwegian gentleman using an outdoor toilet. As he was pulling up his pants, some change fell out of the pockets and down the hole. He then took a five…

God Speed, Mr. President

I suppose some of you might be wondering if I have anything to say about the torch being passed in Washington on Tuesday or if I’m just going to continue writing about cats. Probably cats. Reporters and commentators have pretty much exhausted the English language trying to come up with just the right superlatives to…

Cat Tails, Cardinals & Cinerama

    Well, that was a startling start to the morning. As I stumbled into the kitchen in my bare feet, I accidentally stepped on one of the cat’s tails and in a fraction of a second all of her feline genetic juices kicked in. Her ears instinctively went back tight to her head..she fell…

Wish You Were Here!

  I always hated it when people would travel to warm places for their winter vacations and send back postcards of bronze women in bikinis dipping their toes in the tepid blue-green waters of a tropical ocean. Or of guys in short sleeve shirts and plaid Bermuda shorts playing January golf on a stunningly beautiful…

Living in a Cat House

  There have been a few changes in this beautiful town of Fountain Hills, Arizona in the year since we’ve been here. Oh, the air is still much purer than in the valley below and the community still doesn’t allow street lights so the stars shine gloriously bright in the night sky. The local residents,…

“A Lousy Drummer?” Ouch!

Whew! It was getting’ a little rough over there at that other blog; kinda personal too. Let’s try starting fresh here. I always expect a certain number of readers to get their undies in a bunch whenever I post something political but the one on Al Franken being certified winner of Minnesota’s tight U.S.Senate race…

Franken, My Dear, I Don’t Give a Damn

  “Saturday Night Live” will probably be remembered more for the catch phrases that came out of the show than the belly laughs it generated. Ie: “Never mind", "Isn’t that special," "I live in a van down by the river," "We just want to pump you up," "Yeah, that’s the ticket, " "Schhhwingg," I"’m getting…

Oh, What A Tangled Web We Weave

    Is it ever okay to tell a lie?   I certainly hope so otherwise, Linda and I had better get fitted for asbestos underwear because we’ve been unloading some whoppers for the last several weeks.   As I mentioned in an earlier blog, our desert daughter, Christy, couldn’t make it home for Christmas…