Notes on Things there shouldn’t have to be notes on.
Just a couple of observations from a bog witch without a bog.
Eternally irritated by the nonsense and poppycock.
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Just a couple of observations from a bog witch without a bog.

Wherever ‘there’ may be.
Today’s post was inspired by a flood of memories.
‘Burnt Sienna Sauron’ is possibly the most genius moniker ever bestowed upon King Kiddiddler. Color me awed by CKaye.

From what I understand, Granddaddy Williams would have probably hit a robot with a shovel before it had a chance to give him tips on how to survive.
This is not political satire.

What are hair bobs, rattail brushes, and polio?”

I present: The Demon Cavefish (It’s eyeless, you know. Just to be more terrifying.)
It’s cute, but it has orange lips. Strike one.
It’s very much like a fever dream.
Those joyous summer days when Aunt Nina visited us in Riverdale

The toys we had as cave children were (and always will be) neat as hell.