I love these nostalgic Thursdays. They encourage me to revisit experiences I might not, otherwise, and to see things I’ve stopped paying attention to. My nostalgic brick, for instance. My Nostalgic BrickLong ago, (in the summer of 1967) in a town called Louisville, Kentucky, teenaged…
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Skinny me? Skinny? Me? Yes, jolly plump MomGoth was once skinny. Twice, in fact. About 11 years ago, I did a lifestyle reboot with the magic formula eat less, move more and I lost about 30 pounds. I stopped moving and gained most of it…
The Sadistic Doughboy is one of our oldest grandson’s monsters. I can still hear him cackling at my protest. The Sadistic Doughboy This was drawn when he was 12. I particularly like the “I’m with Stupid” shirt with the arrow pointing up. I miss that…
