Dithyramb

Well, it used to be a blog to keep pretty much nobody updated on my efforts to write a novel.
Now it's a blog dedicated to things I love, things I hate, funny things, sad things, and a lot of Mark Lamarr, who is, in fact, my patron saint. St. Mark of the Immaculate Record Collection.
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M.Z.

Posts tagged monkey

Dec 18
This was my grandmother’s monkey. His name was George.
This is the family I live in. If we were rich, we’d be eccentric. We are not rich, which is a shame, because I like the word eccentric. It puts me in mind of Dr. Frankenstein and, for some odd reason, the circus.
She had a snake, too. Her name was Aggie.
I love my grandmother.

This was my grandmother’s monkey. His name was George.

This is the family I live in. If we were rich, we’d be eccentric. We are not rich, which is a shame, because I like the word eccentric. It puts me in mind of Dr. Frankenstein and, for some odd reason, the circus.

She had a snake, too. Her name was Aggie.

I love my grandmother.


Dec 17