Our Daily Dread

Come hang with us at the beach. Bring your mamas and your papas ! In the Transylvania Dreaming world, the sun isn't fatal , but it's still quite depressing. And annoying AF. The image is a Dracula-like figure standing on a concrete ledge before a large expanse of 60s beachgoers. Poor guy. There just aren't as many acting roles as there used to be. Want to be back in the mountains Under skies of gray ... The sun glares down its hatred Without a caul of clouds I can relate to this. While I very much enjoyed my sojourn in Texas, I prefer the seasons in Massachusetts. And I don't think much of the graveyards Too manicured, too new I agree with Drac! While I'm not opposed to cemetery-rather-than-graveyard , these modern perpetual endowment flush-with-grass-gravestone only-real-flowers-for-one-week places remind me more of the Victorian era UK lordship estates than the churchyards of the bygone era. Air that tastes like garlic And blood that tastes like kal...

Remember Snoopy (imagining from the top of his doghouse) flying his Sopwith Camel to fight the Red Baron ? This, instead, is about Garfield . And the music is like Iron Maiden or perhaps Helloween . Jon Arbuckle's plane has gone down over enemy lines. It's up to Garfield to save the day (with some ground crew help by Odie and Nermal). There's only one problem: Garfield scowled his weary eyes There was a chance; he had to try To launch a rescue, do or die But the Bloody Red Baron controlled the skies! Oh, that nasty Baron and his Flying Circus! Fortunately, Garfield has a secret weapon: But Garfield drew his sidearm And turned in his seat to fire "You thought this was a dogfight But it's a catfight you've acquired" His aim was straight and true. Only a single round. And, thought Garfield, upon seeing the Baron spin out of sight: Hey that reminds me \ Tonight's lasagna night!" Keep it real, Garfield!