It was a dark and stormy night. Sparky lost power and needed candles to see the television by. Luckily, someone had given him or her a very special present last Christmas. Something no one else has. Continue reading
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Tag Archives: Fugly
Post 305: That Sinking Feeling
Here’s your Rose-tinted glasses. You are going to need them to look at today’s offering. Remember, things in Sparkyville don’t get fixed up all that often, so an item we would classify as trash is an antique to Sparky. And worth oodles of money. Continue reading
Post 278: Couched in Our Indifference
A couch is a sofa is a chesterfield.
By any other name it would still sag. Continue reading
Post 280: Rocking Rocker
Have you ever been cruising Craigslist when you come to a picture so ugly, you jump back from you computer and yell “My God, what is that thing?” And you aren’t in the Misc. Romance section. Continue reading
Post 214: Plastered
Somewhere around the world, on the beaches of the world, wood that has been drifting on the tides washes up on shore. Some people comb the beaches and collect things like that. They have a very descriptive name for it. Continue reading
Post 133: I Think You Misspelled Weird
Art for art’s sake. And to make some money. And to help you forget that you can’t have a dog. It’s been so long since you had a dog, you can’t really remember what they look like. This is close. Continue reading
Post 131: Super-Glidey
Language flows and changes with the times, which is why time travel is a load of hooey. You would not understand what people were saying some centuries ago, and they would think you were a loonie. For instance, in 1769, if you ordered a plate of macaroni, you would have to clarify if you meant the exotic dish or the fashionable young men. Continue reading
