Arnold Stang, Skippy & the Fruit Fly

If we were having a beer, you’d be angry. “She’s not here.” “Hello to you, too. Who’s not here?” “Cheryl, she’s not here. I saw Skippy in the lounge.” “His name is Brad.” “I don’t care, I don’t like him.” “Calling him Skippy probably doesn’t help.” “Hey there guys. What can I get for you?”... Continue Reading →

Thursday Doors – Windsor Locks Train Station

That’s the fourth and most obvious attempt at a title. I tried “potential doors” and I tried “zombie doors” and I gave serious thought to “the phoenix of doors” except, we actually have a building in Hartford that is The Phoenix Building, so… The problem with these doors is that they aren’t there. They are... Continue Reading →

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