Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Lately, bad things happen while I'm on the phone. I look away for a second, and the dog is busy tearing apart the bag filled with dirty diapers that I put near the front door. Something brown is smeared across my white oriental rug. The baby is standing in front of an open garbage pail, his hands clenching bits of discarded salmon from our dinner. The princess is pouring apple juice into her play kitchen sink, and it's forming a puddle around her feet. Big brother is finger painting with the ketchup. When I hang up I'll have about an hour of clean-up work ahead of me.
The phone is dangling by its cord. "Loren, LOREN...I'M JUST KIDDING...Hello?"
Dear Internet Traveler,
Welcome to my writer's blog, started about six years ago for fun. Over time, the writing I have posted has ranged from personal reflection, to Long Island history research, to tall tales for my own amusement, to feature articles for local newspapers. As you can see from topics listed here, I travel in many mental directions in regard to interests. Click on the tabs and labels to explore my strange mind which senses that you may be having a criss-cross day. If so, perhaps this blog will distract you. However, please note that if you tell me my blog is beautiful just to get me to advertise rhinoplasty surgery and cheap drugs from Canada in your comment, I will ask the gods to give you a tail that cannot be concealed.