The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
Hollow pockets of Scholarship
by Regis Boff
When I was little, we had this thick dictionary, it had to have been at least eight inches to a foot high. It was something that every word in the world was in it. I would close my eyes, then pick a page to open on and look at the words.
I built my first encyclopedia, getting one letter a month, book by book, from our supermarket’s installment offer. It was a Funk and Wagnalis.
We failed to complete the set for reasons long forgotten.
I occasionally find hollow pockets inside the U, V,W,X,Y,and.Z sections of my scholarship.