"May you live in interesting times"- ancient Chinese curse. Dad here; rainy day at the Casa del Whackos, with no actual humans in attendance, but the canine census has been completed, with six snoring, farting hairballs sprawled across the bed. Toby, the neighbor's dog, has temporarily replaced Micro Polo, who left this morning with Mom and Oba. The three of them are in four-wheeled quarantine enroute to North Carolina to prepare the rest of Oba's…

Full disclosure alert: dad had nothing to do with the following post, who's opening line which was prompted by another post that he had nothing to do with. As far as he's concerned, that's double deniability. No, it is I, Charlie Bravo, who takes full responsibility for the lack of responsibility that the following words represent. The only apology that I make is to the "other" Charlie, Charlie Daniel's, the younger brother of Jack Daniel's,…

A few years ago, Mom found a lump while on vacation. Sure enough, it was cancer, and a particularly aggressive type at that. This began a long process: lumpectomy, biopsy, double mastectomy with reconstruction, chemotherapy, hair loss, a mohawk (no, we mean ALL her hair), more reconstruction, weight gain from the steroids to combat the effects of the chemo, a hysterectomy to remove the ovaries that could potentially be feeding additional cancer cells, and on…

Dad here; when mom and I were first married and had not yet acted on the directive to be fruitful and multiply(well, we had acted, but the act had not borne fruit), she was determined to "change me" into a more civilized person. One of these changes involved me not drinking directly from the orange juice or tea container in the refrigerator. My reasoning was that as it was my our home, and only she…

Concerning Corona: Dad here: on a serious note, I often wonder if my knee jerk reaction to ignore the scare tactics of the politicians, the clergy, the media or anyone who would use fear to separate and divide us is the equivalent of the ostrich burying its head in the sand. But what are my choices? Not caring at all, or allowing myself to be worked up into a mindless frenzy to the point that…

Ooh, my little nasty one, nasty one When you gonna give me some (time, Corona?) Now I have to make a Costco run, Cosco run Standing in the back of the (line Corona) Never question things, anything, that they sing Heading for the edge of the cliff with the rest of the blind lemmings MMMMMy, my, my, ay, ay, woah! M-m-m-my Corona My Corona If we wait for summer, and the ticks come out(ticks come…

Charlie Bravo here; with the arrival of Titus, the Hat Creek Cattle Outfit,, and now The Jude Bear, I feel I have been very magnanimous in sharing the spotlight. Now the attention needs to refocus on me, so I am reminding dad by rewriting one of our favorite songs; we love you, Randy... You may think that I'm narcissistic That I think that it's all about me You may wonder why I'm not the slightest…