Wash, rinse, repeat
Sometimes a matter arises at the Casa del Whackos that I'm sure is never an issue in other more "normal" households; tonight one of those matters arose. Mom had just…
We may not have the best of everything…
...but we still have the best of everything. I'm the Casa del Whackos, and I'm a decidely weird place. A modest house that is beginning to show the wear and…
Dad Soup
Dad here; throughout my life, I have suffered some pretty disgusting and demeaning actions performed upon my person. Colostomy bag, ruptured Achilles tendon, barium enema, I've even slept with a…
Bully!
How can the powers that be discriminate against that which they cannot even properly define? When we found Charlie huddled in her crate, she weighed less than eighteen pounds. Due…
The Road Winds On
Over the years, "not so good" things have happened at the Casa. Breast cancer, depression, job loss, near death experiences, all those things that make up the other side of…
Bed Games
Oba is gone back to North Carolina, and even the inmates can feel the change in the air. Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, is piled into the one king-sized bed,…
1 Waylon 3:16
1 Waylon 3:16, "it's time to get back to the basics of love", so I mosey out to my spot on the back porch of the Casa. I was severely…
