Ah, Young Frankenberry. I LOVE that movie, and Mel too. What a comic genius. And then there's Franken SCHTEINN, gotta love it.
Good luck on setting your posts. I've put in a lot of fence, it's a hard job. I DID see a Youtube recentlly about a guy that uses an old Shop Vac to make his fence post holes. Pretty ingenious, if not hard on the Vac. Good luck, just don't set the concrete in cold weather, learned that one, I did.
Alan Funt is no doubt around the corner for sure. I need to go re-watch the Truman show on my Roku. I forgot about that, and heaven knows I have the time for it right about now. So wacky, everyone was hoping 2019 was fully in the rear view mirror, but looks like 2020 is set to be a doozy. I vote for less drama from now on, thankyouverymuch. No one at the top seems to be listening to to me though.

I do believe you have to search out that ever-present silver (I just wrote sinver...hmmm) lining in daily life. And stay small. My wheelhouse is a rather happy place, if not a bit...non-far reaching. And, where WOULD we be without this Internet thing. And our art, whatever it's form might be....such a mental life-saver, and refuge under the heavy, flat rock of reality.

A Short (Ignorable) Stroll Down Memory Lane

Ooh, Life Savers. I remember I always wished some kid in my Secret Santa bag of Mrs. Shefferts 3rd grade class would give me the Life Saver Book Pack for my present. But like the other, huge, Silly Putty wish, all I ever got was a pair of socks or a plastic whistle, new pencils, or something of other such. Large Sigh. Oh, the joys and pesky trials of being a short, new person in life. Now, all I wish for is new, quality wool socks every December 24th. They're EXPENSIVE. How life sorts itself out in categories of the joyously absurd as it trundles on.

Wow, I can really drone on on here. Sorry....can anyone say, self-imposed, stay at home and not talk to very many folks in line at the Grocer's for a month, sequester jabber babble? Yikes, I've become one of those folks. Oh well, at least I'm smiling. Cheerio(s) on a Wednesday in April. (It's the Fools day, but a bad time to be making jokes. And they canceled my Jello Art show. Another large sigh.) Toodles