Dad looks like I just told him I was running for president.
I was once a child. As you can see, a kind and obedient lad.
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Things said had to be repeated. No one knew what to do with the bag of Italian Roast.
I told the young Starbucks lady at the Mall that I was a bit disoriented by all the noise and especially the music playing above the coffee grinders. She said she also gets that way easily and she said that warm weather is good for disorientation.
Now your blog page is different and I'm back at Starbucks suddenly.
"There were no calls today...." (laughter from the audience.)
Born in Oregon. Raised in Oregon, Montana, North Carolina, Virginia, California. College in Salem, Oregon (B.A.) and Boston, Massachusetts (M.A.). Married to Amy Holmes Hehn since 1982. Portland resident since 1985. Two teenage daughters. Co-owner and Writer/Editor for Who2.com.
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1 comment:
Things said had to be repeated. No one knew what to do with the bag of Italian Roast.
I told the young Starbucks lady at the Mall that I was a bit disoriented by all the noise and especially the music playing above the coffee grinders. She said she also gets that way easily and she said that warm weather is good for disorientation.
Now your blog page is different and I'm back at Starbucks suddenly.
"There were no calls today...." (laughter from the audience.)
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