Goo more goo! The croquet balls have run amok! The wickets are dancing about and flying through the air. The mallets are breaking apart left and right. We need goo, more goo!! You mean ‘glue’? Yes, goo, sticky, ultra goo to hold it all together and patch up these sorry little unfit sticks. The rover … Continue reading Goo more goo!
Johnny Krafka said about the funniest thing I have ever heard. He lived in a tiny house by the pharmacy with his mother and little sister. He was second newest to the neighborhood, and was a very small and friendly boy. His mother tried to landscape the little scrub grass and dirt that was their … Continue reading The Whole Thing
When I was 10 years old, my best friend hit me in the head with a baseball bat. He was, and is, 2 and a half years older than me. The half year worth mention at the time, but not now of course as fractions of a year become less significant the older we become. … Continue reading Playground Storybook (that is what I’m calling this)