This is from a few years ago, before the bodega was remodeled (and maybe under previous ownership?). This is a stone’s throw from Peters Creek Road.
Tag Archives: Eric Robert Nolan
Is it really a “fortune” if I knew it already?
“Never underestimate the power of sleep.” I’m right there with ya on this one, Bazooka Joe.
Yes, I am a 50-year-old man who is not only chewing Bazooka Joe gum, but also reading the comic strip. What of it?
And, as far as the fortunes go, I’ll bet their success rate is as good as astrology’s.
I don’t follow this rabid woman. Yet she is constantly there.
Her leering, simian face has eyes that are paradoxically both vacant and filled with primitive hatred.
If I wanted that face glaring after me, I’d punch an albino silverback gorilla and abscond with its children.
Why, Elon? Why have you unleashed your online MAGA Frankenstein to grunt and bark and parry after my sanity?
Purple haze.
I don’t know what the hell I did to my computer camera — or if it just came like this. Everything is hazy. I might have cleaned it with something I shouldn’t have, and damaged the lens? I’ve heard that’s a thing.
Kinda sucks.
I hope this doesn’t get me into trouble with Republicans.
Don’t try to play chicken with me.
A buddy of mine, cooking in his kitchen: “You missed the fun — I just broke down a chicken.”
Me: “What did you do? Tell it a bunch of your jokes?”
Throwback Thursday: “The Six Million Dollar Man” (1973-1978)!
I was joking around on Facebook just yesterday about “The Six Million Dollar Man” (1973-1978). I would have been a baby when this originally aired, but, like a lot of Gen X’ers, I can remember it pretty well from reruns. (I am linking here to the Potentium Youtube channel.)
I still remember being a little kid and trying to make the show’s (indescribable) signature sound effect when lifting something heavy.
Nobody gets an old man’s jokes.
Keeping up with the Nolans.
Hey, gang. If you’re concerned for my sanity and want to monitor my mental health via the safety of your Internet connection, I’ve started a page here at the blog for poetry publications in 2023.
I hope that you are all having a happy Valentine’s Day!
Writer fuel!
From a particularly thoughtful Valentine who doesn’t care if I get fat(ter). She just wants me to finish my robot apocalypse novella.
Thank you again, Kind Lady. Nomnomnomnom, smlurmf.
Update: “Nomnomnomnom, smlurmf” is actually a line from my story.
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