C.: (I think I’ll give d.c. a call and see when he wants to meet to write or bog post (ring). d.: Hi Cal.E. You called at a good time. I’m standing in line at the bank. There are three people ahead of me, so we have…about thirty minutes to talk. Hi, good looking. Can I get your phone number…Wait! This isn’t your number; it’s the number to the sheriff’s department. I know that because I work there! You, and the horse you rode in on, please exit the bank and thank you, come ag

“As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.”― Seneca   d.: I decided to give Cal.E. and the silliness we sometimes have in this blog the day off, and I put one of my favorite quotes from Seneca at the beginning of this blog post to introduce today’s main theme. As some of you who are personal friends of mine and some of you regular readers are aware, I lost my mother earlier this year. I think, though, that her life epitomized Seneca’s

C.: d.c. said that he had a “bit gym day” today, since he’s off work. That’s why he asked me to write the blog post by myself today. I don’t know if he meant that he had a big day at the gym or he was going to a large gym to work out, but I do know that his goal is to look like this guy. That’s okay, because I have a lot to say…... d.c., what are you doing here? d.: Well, the power was on the blink at the gym, so I decided to come home…   C.: And work out at home?   d.: No, I

C.: Well, I see that, since he got off work early today, d.c. is engaging in his hobby.   d.; Hey, Cal.E.! Lawn care is no hobby!!   C.: d.c., where did you come from?   d.: When I heard you say that I was engaging in a hobby, I had to come over her to Wayne Manor and straighten you out!   d.: But…you’re like, one-hundred years old, and you can’t hear Eudora call you to dinner. That’s probably how you lost so much weight.   d.: I am not one-hundred years old!   C.: Well, are

d.: Cal.E.?!! What are you doing here?   C.: Well, uh, well, I tried to call you, but you didn’t answer your phone, so I walked down here to see what was going on. d.: Well, Eudora is off from work this week, so we decided to take advantage of the situation.   C.: Well, from the sound of it, y’all did a.good job of that. I mean, I could hear y’all all the way out here in the living room, and y’all had the door closed.   d.: Well, it’s a natural, normal thing for humans to do

C.: Well, d.c. didn’t answer his phone and he hasn’t been around for a couple of day, , so I’ll just check in on him…hmm... It looks like he left his computer open to our  script for today’s blog post. That’s curious, he hasn’t written anything. Maybe I’ll give typing one more try, even though I don’t have opposable thumbs. The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy old dog.’ This phrase, according to d.c., uses all the letters on the keyboard, and it actually makes sense .  I

d,: Well, that was a traditional Deep South meal, fried chicken and potato salad. I’d better cal Cal.E. and let her know that she doesn’t...

C.: (OOPS! I overslept.. I accidentally set my alarm to Friday instead f Thursday and d.c. wanted me to write the blog by myself...

d.: (ring)Cal.E., I asked you to write the blog solo yesterday because I needed to see Dr. J. What happened?   C.: Isn’t Julius Erving...

d.: Hey, Cal.E., I see that you wrote yesterday's blog and did a good job of showing new readers around OUR blog. However, when you...

C.: (ring) Hello, d.c. I apologize for yesterday’s conversation. My third husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly...

C.: (ring) Hi, d.c., what do you want to talk about today?   d.: I thought you were going to do the blog solo today.   C.: No, I have it...

C.: Hey, d.c. I see that your page hasn’t completely changed from “the Magruder Mysteries to "The McGruder Mysteries.” What gives.?   d:...

The bologgers who say MIC! d.: Hello, and welcome to the bloggers who now say MIC!! (ring) Excuse me, it’s my partner, Cal.E. “Hello,...

C.: d.c. is late with his call to discuss our blog, so I’d better call him since he’s not usually late for anything.   d. (ring) Hi,...

C.: (Maybe I should call d.c. and see if he has our script ready for today….no, I just got a text from him.. Let me see what it says.)...

d.: (ring) Hi, Cal.E., I’m sorry I didn’t get the script to you yesterday, but I was really busy.   C.: Doing what?   d.: Well, I was...

C.: (ring) d.c., it’s Cal.E. If you’ll come over to Wayne Manor, I have something for you that I think you’ll like.   d.: I’ll be right...

C.: (ring) Hey d.c., what are you up to today?   d.: About ten or fifteen pounds more than I’d like to be   C.: Good, glad to hear it....

C.: Bazinga! I bet y’all didn’t see that coming. Anyway. D.c. hasn’t sent me today’s script, either. I suppose he’s listening to the Joe...