Graper Stunkle…

Posted: July 26, 2008 in Uncategorized

There was a woman at the WVWW with the improbable, wonderful, tongue-tickling name of Graper Stunkle.  I am deeply sad that she’s gone home to one of those flat states with lots of farms, because it means I can’t yell, as I am going out the door, “I’ll be home later, sweetie, I’m having coffee with Graper Stunkle!”  In theory, it means Lucy will never call down the stairs, “Hey, Lady, it’s Graper Stunkle on the phone for you!” although she does anyway, no matter who is actually on the phone, because she loves the name, too. 

We are working hard to create a poltergeist so that we can give it the name and blame every broken thing on it.  So far, we haven’t been able to conjur enough adolescent angst, even though we’re smack in the middle of summer visitation.  We’re working on it, though.  We’ve considered peace, weighed it against mischievous spirits, and decided the poltergeist would be more interesting.  We are foolish, foolish people!

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