As you know, I like to
snoop pay attention to what goes on around here and complain about share my findings with all of you. It’s been really boring lately, but I have been reading some of the posts Mom leaves up on the laptop and interesting stuff is happening in other places.
Russ Towne is in the process of marketing his books and even has some new ones coming out soon. (Russ is like the new Doctor Seuss.) Mom reads them out loud to kids when they come to visit. I listen, too, because his books are way more interesting than those ZuZu stories in A Berkshire Tale. But then, there’s not much to work with when your main character is She Who Will Not Be Named (again). You should visit his blog. He writes poetry and short stories and even has books on gratefulness. (Something in short supply around here where I’ve yet to see any books written about me.) Oh, and he’s really smart. He lives in a warm place where it doesn’t snow. It sounds like heaven.
Speaking of smart, another blogger, Andy Smart, lives in China. That’s where my friend Milanda is. He’s really funny and Mom’s been reading his book, Just Turn Left at the Mountain. It’s all about his experiences in China and it’s got her in a good mood. I hope he keeps pumping out more books, because life’s so much better when she’s reading and laughing and not nagging me.
And then there’s Dennis and his dog Yuri at Forgotten Rock Classics. He made Mom really happy last week when he sent her a link from You Tube. She went nuts over it because the lyrics and video were all about baseball in the 50’s called “Centerfield”. He sent it to her after she did the Who’s On First? piece that almost nobody understood because most of her followers are cricket and football fans. (But they all wrote nice comments anyway. Why they visit her blog is beyond me.)
Mom’s batty about baseball. Actually she’s just plain BATTY! She’s been watching the video for the past week. I tried to watch it but it makes me dizzy – all those guys running around, jumping on each other, telling the coach to put them in ‘cuz they’re ready to play centerfield. Well, I’m ready for a snack and I don’t see that happening any time soon!
But I do like the songs he features and he sent one just for me by Roger Hodgson called “Even in the Quietest Moments”. I sat on the keyboard and made Mom play it for me over and over. She took a picture of me and sent it to Dennis. He put it up on his blog page using Comment Image. He tried to explain how he did it to Mom, but she’s a bit thick, so, don’t hold your breath waiting for a photo of me on her sidebar. I think I love him even though his best friend is a dog.
And then there’s my best friend, Melinda. She calls herself a Purple Slob in Recovery She’s very neat and orderly and you’d never find goofy snowmen and painted rabbits and dumb Santas and eyeless angels taking up room all around the house like this place. (Mom keeps trying to get her to use paper plates. More junk, I say!) I love Melinda because she’s the president of my fan club. She appreciates me. Now there’s a Grateful Woman! And she’s invited me to come and live with her in Florida where it’s warm. And she doesn’t have any pets. I would kill to be an only child! Did I mention that I love Melinda?
Well, I hear somebody in the kitchen opening a can. Maybe I’ll finally get fed today. Hopefully you’ll visit some of Mom’s friends. She has lots of them, so I’ll probably be doing more of these posts for those of you like me, who could care less about baseball and dumb books about She Who Will Not Be Named (yet, again).