Dear Felicia

Whattsup, honeybunch? Here we are at the beginning of March already, and, judgin’ by the forecasts given by the people who do setch things for a living, March is coming in like a lamb, not that ferocious feline we have seen. That don’t mean that … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy do, dearie, another fine week in what is becomin’ the winter of our discontent. Actually, the “discontent” comes in the form of precipitation that seems to be barrelin/ outta the west at a somewhat record rate. Here in the Asylum by the Sea, … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, honey bunch, February is here and as I scribe this note, there is talk of snow and ice and all the things that make this time of year what it is: exciting in a strange sort o’ way, and for folks like you and me, a bit on the scary side. No one … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, sweetie pie, it seems that the month o’ January is flying by, and all those who thought the new year was gonna bring something new and different have, so far, been terribly disappernted. The year of 2021 has had as much or more bad news for the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Happy New Year, honey bunch! There weren’t too many people who were unhappy to see 2020 in the rearview mirror, that’s for sure. In a year that started out with soooo much positive going on, it’s amazing how it all turned so sour so fast. Here in the … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

As they year winds down, Felicia, it has been our custom, yew and I, to list the gifts we’d like to see under various politico’s trees during Christmastide. We think the Jolly Ole Elf himself would be perty open to our suggestions. So, let’s git … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Two more isshews to go before the end of the year, and a much-needed hiatus for the people here at the office. Next week, Dec. 17, will be the last papyrus before the holidays and we will be off with the next edition coming out Jan. 7. The difference … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Tell me effen yew’ve heard it before, sweets, but, “Happy Thanksgiving!” The Mystick Maidens of the Marsh are assembling with the usual fanfare this year, but using the new norms of social distancing we’ve had to get a bigger tent. High Mystick … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Well, here we are honey bunch, careening toward Thanksgiving with jest about half the month over at this writing, and ready for the pre-holiday news doldrums to set in. As yew of all people know, the ebbs and flows of this bizness are easy to figger … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia

Howdy, sweets. As October winds down, and November is ready to kick in, the final stages of this year’s “election cycle” as the talking heads like to call it these days is also winding down Until the polls close next week, however, we’re gonna be … [Read more...] about Dear Felicia