Monthly Archives: March 2022

 Actually, it’s not a beanstalk. I wrapped the pole on my pool deck with burlap. That’s a wild philodendron that I had been growing for a while. I bought a large cheap plastic pot, cut it down the side, took … Continue reading →

I randomly chose a Sunday to post today and I chose the one that appeared on March 23, 2008. The one I posted last week was from March 16, 2008. I guess I was on a roll back then. Here … Continue reading →

I’ve mentioned Grandmommy Sutton before. She was the one who was a little nuts. Here she is with her sisters at the turn of the century: That’s Lena. She was born in 1878. Her sisters were Willa Mae, Cora, Elizabeth … Continue reading →

Frau Grace and I went to the Elks late, about 5:00. The party had started at 11:00. One of the members, a past Exalted Ruler (That’s what they are called), was there sitting at the bar. He’s the one in … Continue reading →

That means Ireland forever. Here’s St. Patrick’s Day at my Elks lodge:     

Oops. That was before I learned that was a bad word. He should have said that he was a retired jockey.

I poured boiling water over that duck I cooked as per the recipe. I found about a hundred different recipes, all different. I had a thought about the boiling water to tighten the skin. I have a steamer that I … Continue reading →

This probably is my favorite Spencer story. BTW, Spencer was named after my Aunt Evelyn’s no-good husband, Spencer Koons. Jim Morin, the editorial cartoonist, named his new baby Spencer. He was at the Miami Herald. Ernie appeared in the paper, … Continue reading →

Hallelujah, and pass the collection plate…  

I didn’t show you how Quacko turned out. Roast Quacko needs a little work.