Buddy's Blog

I can’t find who asked for this story. From 1992…

Does this ever happen to you?  You’re at the store and you spot something on the shelf, and you say to yourself  “I’m out of that.” And the next time you’re back there you do it again.

22 cans of chopped clams.

I just noticed that Arnold is leading backwards. Right hand holding her hand and left hand on her back. I wonder if I drew it that way on purpose.

I don’t know what’s going on w2ith my server. I schedule a post to appear usually at 6:00, and it says that it is scheduled. But Wednesday and Thursday didn’t appear.
From now on I’ll post whenever I’m finished putting it together. So Here is Thursday’s post, and I’ll do Fridays right away.

My dear mother would have been 115 this year. When I was a little kid we were living in a tiny trailer on Anna Maria Island. We had running water, but it was so full of sulphur it was horrible to drink. We had no septic tanks so we had to poop in pots. Here’s a photo of my mother talking to a neighbor in the morning on her way to the dumping station.

I’m certainly my mother’s son.

With a couple of our pet raccoons

I couldn’t have had a better mother.

How humiliating! But it gets worse.