The reminder of home is tragic
When I say goodbye on the phone
Thinking I’ve probably forgotten
Something I wanted to say
Remembering it five minutes later… 67 more words
I'm embarrassed to have missed the exact centennial of this. Well, it's a year full of exciting centennials. Fortunately vaudeville and comedy-history enthusiast Trav SD noticed the day. So, please, a tiny bit late, appreciate the anniversary of the debut of Charlie Chaplin's Tramp.
I have been a cartoon nut for a long, long time. I think it goes back to a time before I really have memories. I don’t remember a time when I didn’t know who Cat in the Hat was, or that Pogo was a possum and Albert was an alligator, or that Daisy Mae constantly had to chase Lil’ Abner afore they could git hitched. 581 more words