I’ve never been to Hawaii, but I would go with you. Not much in this world sounds better than lounging about with you on some silly sands next to some wacky waters under a screwy sky. We could partake the… Read more ›

Why do I keep coming back? Is it the wattage you continually put in my cottage?  The potency of your pizzazz? It must be the collective charisma that draws me back each and every week so I can experience the… Read more ›

  I like to soak you in silliness whenever I get the chance. But it’s not just you.  I find myself awash with the witticisms that I find for you. I’m immersed in it all, drenched by the overflow of what… Read more ›

I know what that means, and I love it. You get up and close the blinds and that’s when I know you’ve got no higher priority than paying attention to me. No one else needs to see you behind the… Read more ›

I can barely talk when it’s happening sometimes. I might manage to get a little squeak out but ,if I somehow manage more, there’s no guarantee I’ll get out what I want to say, the way I want to say… Read more ›