Magic comes in all shapes and sizes.
Enlightenment is found in the question and not the answer, so do not be afraid to ask the question because there you will find your answer ( Quote by me)
This is a blog about my personal lifestyle observations living in Manhattan.
Magic comes in all shapes and sizes.
Enlightenment is found in the question and not the answer, so do not be afraid to ask the question because there you will find your answer ( Quote by me)
I am reading "In Cold Blood" to inspire me when writing my Halloween stories this year. I am going to start with, "Ghost Joe Kicks Ass".
And I've got more great titles like,
1. "How did Mrs. Goody Good get a smelly Pussy on Her Head".
2. "Mommy kill your daughter day!".
3. "Why did the girl kill the Video Mans sons? "
4. How many times did the Doctor put his hands down his pants?"
5. Why does Liar pants on fire have flames shooting out of his ass?"
Exciting! STAY TUNED!😇😆
This is a continuation of my blog post of my memories of my father who passed away. I was the apple of his eye, his only daughter.
Every once I'm a while I will come across something that reminds me of our time together.
My father was a superman handyman. There was nothing he could not do. He could fix a roof, rewire electrical wires, install a water heater, make a dog kennel, erect a fence, make wine,. He even toyed with making stained glass windows.
His crowing glory however was being able to build (by hand)a 5 foot tall working grandfather clock.
We built it together.
And every once in while I come across an object that my fathers ghost tells me to buy.
Today I came across a pair of locking pliers the same type we used together to build our grandfather clock together .
Its very important that I remember him. The generation born before the internet is lost in memory like they never existed. I write this because I want my father to exist
P.S. Whoever has that clock please know that I am coming for you! I am coming for the clock that a father and daughter built with love.I will help my fathers ghost transition in peace. Tick tock goes my grandfather clock. ..Tick tock.