Fireworks and loopy softball.

July fourth memories Many years ago, and back around 1963 and 1964 I would drive from my parent’s L A home down I-5 to visit my cousin in Anaheim, California. His community which dead ended in a cul-de-sac would have an annual Independent Day celebration along with kid games, a generous potluck, and end upContinue reading “Fireworks and loopy softball.”

Bumble stumble and wobble.

Continuing my drunk persons series. Before we get started you remember last time a week or so back about the drunk woman at a casino lounge show who kept shouting her request for Lobamba? Play Lobamba! Then a month or so back the drunk man at a Dodger game who had a tray full ofContinue reading “Bumble stumble and wobble.”