Miss Judy’s Mailbag
Sometimes on The Land of Hatchy Milatchy Miss Judy would read the mail.
Sometimes on The Land of Hatchy Milatchy Miss Judy would read the mail.
Sidewalk sessions in Asheville.
(Truckstop Postcards, Part II)
Turista d’la Bohemia but in Appalachia with a funky playlist.
Here’s a letter in progress. Here’s an unfinished thought. Here’s an ink, pencil, & paper writing prompt:
I know, I know, you can never go home again; I’ve heard it said–heck, I may have heard it sung– but it sure did feel good to be pointed north and climbing into the mountains…
How many cupholders have you?
I’d recommend an epipen if you think spider bites might rile your allergies.
Musie, Happy Birthday! Sorry for the commas; trying to get my claws anchored into something…
Used & Vintage Parts…Cruising The Main Drag…Custom Bent Headers & Exhaust…Straight-Cut Chromed Tips…Turn-Downs & Accents Extra…The Old Lady’s Cherry Bombs…Denk’s Deathtrap…Is That a Six-Pack?…Her Majesty’s Rolling Smokeshow…One Quarter Mile for Pink Slips…Hey, That’s Not a Christmas Tree…A Burger Basket at the Drive-In…Big Rigs on Main Street…Trailer Queens & Tire Warmers…The …
–What time is it?
—Who’s asking?
I ran my bicycle smack dab into the backend of a parked Buick once