The Wormlips Scrapbook

Per my proclamation in my prior post, I … Ack. Too many “P’s.” What I mean is: as I said in my last blog entry, I will be full of nothing but cheer here. This is why I will tell you of the tradition (held for some 18 days now) that I have with my [...]

My dear TJ indulged my every whim, as usual. I wanted to write haikus. 5, 7, 5. Here’s TJ’s: Delicate seed pods Horny stalks, icy root gobs. Oh, my achin’ back. And here’s what came trippin’ off my less poetic fingers: Truck on the highway Who’s that dumb chick in the road? We all have [...]

*Source: TJ Since I hit the road last week, every night I’ve been waking up confused in the dark: Where am I? Who am I? Whose bed is this? Why am I not in my own bed? Where’s the bathroom? Over the past days I’ve been amazed at how nasty and grumpy people have been. [...]