I know a guy.

I know this guy. Spinach eater. Big forearms. Pretty nice guy. I think he is a sailor by trade. His name is Johnny Sherman. But everyone calls him Popeye. He has a bad squinty eye, and all.

At any rate, Popeye stopped by the other day. He brought one of his geese. For dinner. He had just finished plucking that goose when a gust of wind scattered all of the feathers. Quite amazed…. he leaned back and said…. ‘Well, blow me down.’

Well, blow me down.

It might be the night for a little down time.

See you tomorrow…. with my good eye.



“Instructions for living a life. 
Pay attention. 
Be astonished. 
Tell about it.” 
― Mary Oliver


“Be the reason someone smiles. Be the reason someone feels loved and believes in the goodness in people.” 
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart