The Rat Squeaks

I saw a television biography of William Boyd—the famous Hopalong—earlier tonight, one that I’d seen the last part of about a month ago. May...

My Most Memorable Charley Horse It didn't last too long (in weeks and months, I mean) but I was dating the cutest skinny girl in Texas ...

[Recently a fellow Blogger was having trouble with some rats and I decided to pass along this info about snap traps to her at her site. I h...

    pest control vignette Too Many Offices Over time I had offices in more locations on campus than almost anyone else I knew at the Univers...

    pest control vignette The first rat I had to kill as part of my new job as pest exterminator for the university was a little intimidatin...

I wonder if my readers are getting as bored with me as I'm beginning to feel. I wonder too which is better—to avoid writing the daily p...

What's This Crap About The Door? I've never made even a casual study of it, but it occurs to me from time to time, when I have guest...

Sometimes I get ahead of myself and have 3 or 4 future posts lined up. This is the opposite of that. Maybe something will turn up, but at ...

"Ha. There you have it." Having ended one sentence talking about God's sweet angels, here he was talking filth. “I li...

This Monitor Is Just Old And Sick The other day I mentioned my monitor was dead. So it was. So far I've obtained one for free that...