I’ve just been reading a little Billy Shakespeare and listening to Kris Kristofferson. Genius will tell out. What got to me this day was how they both spoke to having nothing. Billy said: “Having nothing, nothing can he lose.” (Henry VI, Part 3) And Kris wrote: “Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose.” […]
I’d like to tell you, gentle reader, of my travails. I’m Danny the Dog, and today’s adventure is about a morning that will live in infamy. It started out as most of my mornings do. At 5:00 a.m., I wagged my tail, hitting the wall with it, and then I started in with my patented […]
Danny the Dog here with another tale of lust and depravity—oh wait, that’s Andrew’s bailiwick. Andrew, for the few of you who don’t know, is my human. He’s not around at the moment. They opened a new bar in town and Andrew flew down there to give them some business. I’ll probably get a call […]
FREEDOM! At long last, I was free for a short while yesterday. Every morning, I take Andrew for a walk and when we return, he ties my leash to the dock. I have no problem with that; I’ve got my bowl of water and the leash is twenty feet long. I just love sitting outside […]
Andrew Joyce 