Relaxing at home
September 7th, 2008 by Bill
Yes, this would be us, Bill and Molly:

September 7th, 2008 by Bill
Yes, this would be us, Bill and Molly:

July 31st, 2008 by Bill
Another something from my thin, black notebook:

July 30th, 2008 by Bill
July 29th, 2008 by Bill
This was taken last September 1st. Yes, that long ago. Sad times for ties.

July 20th, 2008 by Bill
It’s the season of the garden hose
and, as everybody knows,
it’s the season
for sneezin’
every time the damn wind blows.
Achoo!
Achoo!
Achoo!
When summer love is callin’
and you respond to pollen
you can’t,
and shan’t,
in love be fondly fallin’.
Achoo!
Achoo!
“Bless you!”
It could be worse says my friend Bart.
A sneeze could be a smelly fart –
no sneeze,
but breeze
that blows your bum and pants apart.
Buuurrruuupt!
Buuurrruuupt!
Buuurrruuupt!
Bart’s advice is wise and true
so when you sneeze please don’t feel blue.
A simple sneeze,
if you please,
may annoy, but not like poo.
Achoo!
Achoo!
Achoo!
July 17th, 2008 by Bill
This is Molly Bloom. Defender of hearth and home (not really).

July 14th, 2008 by Bill
This was actually shot last September. Billy’s in Saint John.

July 12th, 2008 by Bill
It appears I have nothing to say these days. But I do have the odd picture I can toss up:

July 1st, 2008 by Bill
Some poor bastard waits on the parade (which will eventually show up, I think).
