Skewed View

Living in a fantasy world and damn happy about it.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

We have an abundance of sky. Posted by Hello
Posted by spookyrach at Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

About Me

My photo
spookyrach
I live in a small Texas town, full of the wicked, the weird and the woefully uninformed. I love it here.
View my complete profile

Kudos, Complaints or Questions

  • spookyrach@gmail.com

Popular Posts

  • Sometimes I feel like Marlin Perkins.
    I really like my job because we've all been together so long that we all understand each other perfectly. Communication here takes place...
  • 867-5309
    It started like this: I peered at the caller ID display. "Christ Life A G," I said towards the hallway. "What the hell is tha...
  • Sacriligious: adjective; grossly irreverent toward the sacred
    Mindy and I have a fairly good retirement program through the state, but if we plan to retire early, we will need to move into some kind of...
  • Reports of My Death Wish Were Greatly Exaggerated
    The holidays are tough. They're tough for us all in one way or another.  That idyllic picture of the loving family gathered around a c...
  • Don’t Look Ethel!
    Suppose you had a friend who really, really hates bugs.  And that friend has hired you to kill the bugs in her ofice for years and years.  S...

Other Writers I Read

  • A Song Not Scored For Breathing
    Another Go
  • thisendoftheswamp
    Vote – if You Can
  • Reverend Ref +
    Sermon; All Saints' Sunday Year B; 2024
  • annie oddflower
  • graceeveryday
    Advent 2023: Margin
  • a pilgrim's process
    It always starts with words
  • Terrapin Station
    Just an average day
  • Watching the Wake
    Taking Time When There is No Time to Waste.
  • signs-along-the-way
    Where Will I Go From Here...
  • The Kitchen Door
    Palm Sunday in Uncertain Times
  • Amy P Haynie
    Raising White Kids Book Review and Give Away!
  • Bits and Odd Pieces
    THEY LET ME DRIVE THE TRAIN TO CRAZY TOWN
  • Ex-Presbyterian Gal
    Comments Down
  • Prodigal Aspersions
    We Want Things
  • The Vicar of Hogsmeade
    The CEB Women’s Bible
  • The Old Crow and Little Bird: I'm a soccer mom.. again
    I'm a soccer mom.. again
  • King Of Herbs
    Bella
  • Finely Tuned
    Flat Out

Things I Wish I'd Said:

"All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry." Gilbert K. Chesterton

Followers (They're kinda like disciples, but with out all the cumbersome moral obligations.)

Weirdishly Big Brother-type Stuff

Likable Numbers

Pageviews last month

The Object of All Human Life

The Object of All Human Life
...is play.

RevGalBlogPals

RevGalBlogPals

Blog Archive

  • ►  2018 (1)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2017 (16)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  August (3)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ►  2016 (31)
    • ►  December (3)
    • ►  November (3)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (4)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  March (3)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (3)
  • ►  2015 (3)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (1)
    • ►  July (1)
  • ►  2014 (14)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (4)
  • ►  2013 (9)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  February (2)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2012 (15)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  April (2)
    • ►  March (4)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ►  2011 (14)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (3)
    • ►  March (2)
  • ►  2010 (10)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  August (1)
    • ►  July (6)
    • ►  June (2)
  • ►  2009 (54)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (5)
    • ►  July (9)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (4)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (8)
    • ►  February (7)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ►  2008 (99)
    • ►  December (6)
    • ►  November (5)
    • ►  October (8)
    • ►  September (7)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (8)
    • ►  June (7)
    • ►  May (10)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (9)
    • ►  February (10)
    • ►  January (10)
  • ►  2007 (109)
    • ►  December (6)
    • ►  November (11)
    • ►  October (9)
    • ►  September (9)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (11)
    • ►  June (8)
    • ►  May (9)
    • ►  April (10)
    • ►  March (8)
    • ►  February (7)
    • ►  January (11)
  • ►  2006 (121)
    • ►  December (14)
    • ►  November (9)
    • ►  October (8)
    • ►  September (13)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (8)
    • ►  June (9)
    • ►  May (8)
    • ►  April (12)
    • ►  March (10)
    • ►  February (8)
    • ►  January (12)
  • ►  2005 (127)
    • ►  December (11)
    • ►  November (10)
    • ►  October (12)
    • ►  September (18)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (13)
    • ►  June (9)
    • ►  May (11)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (13)
    • ►  February (5)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ▼  2004 (35)
    • ►  December (11)
    • ►  November (4)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ▼  September (9)
      • A spider on the cemetery gate... 
      • Waiting for Janet
      • Am I getting old? Already?
      • The Fair Queen - Part 3
      • The Fair Queen - Part 2
      • The Fair Queen Pageant, Part 1
      • We have an abundance of sky. 
      • In Which I Demonstrate Mangerial Prowess
      • Boxing Bill
    • ►  August (8)
Powered By Blogger

Google Analytics
Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.