Those who know me now might be surprised that I spent the earliest years of my childhood with only a thin spread of fuzz where my hair should be. Like so: I seemed a bit alarmed in this photo and I can’t decide if my Daddy Warbucks hairdo or that creepy Raggedy Ann doll is…
Tag: my weird life
Frankenellastein
Folks seem to forget that Frankenstein is the name of the twisted scientist, not the creature himself. Since I’m the writer around here, though, I take the initiative to call myself Frankenellastein, and we’ll all just have to live with it. I nervously unwrapped my hand today, pleased to get some air on my owie…
Blue Speckled Pup 