In spite of getting all sweaty and having to use sun block every couple of hours, there was a certain attraction to the Texas Gulf Coast beach. Jim thought if he moved to Galveston, maybe he could get the dogs to run along the water’s edge pulling him on a surf board . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Albin had just come from the dentist–getting his teeth cleaned for this year. As usual, the dental assistant harangued him about flossing. He told her that regular dental floss just didn’t work for him and clothesline was too big to do a good job; she suggested he try baling twine. Not only was it strong, but being a little rough would help to clean better. . . . . David, Sf.G.
The party had gone quite well until Stevey suggested that they smoke the flowers rather than just eat them. After that, everything got a little foggy . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Tina knew that Little Blue Herons were, well, blue, but hopefully she would knock their socks off with her fancy added highlights at the party Friday . . . . David, Sf.G.
Imogene, while listening to AM radio late one night, heard someone who claimed to be a registered therapist state unequivocally that we should wake up each morning, look in the mirror, and ask, “Do we really want to be that person–are we happy?” That morning, as she looked in the mirror, she wondered, do I really want to be red? . . . . David, Sf.G.
Carla was pretty sure that the President could have done something to keep the air traffic controllers on the job, allowing her to swoop down and catch a mouse or rat for lunch as needed. But no, she was told to hold in the pattern for the time being; no telling how long that would last, and she had problems with low blood sugar if she didn’t eat regularly . . . . David, Sf.G.