Hell’s Half Acre

Ellen has fallen in love with the Oz series ever since I found “The Marvelous Land of Oz” at a thriftstore and read it to her. I have since found the Gutenberg project and I can’t tell you how wonderful it is, in our life which precludes libraries, to read classic literature without filling . . . → Read More: Free books

For quite a while now, Jesse has been trying to extort money from the tooth fairy. He is a child who, once he believes he is right, will hammer that point into your skull to the point of oblivion. When Pike had his tooth extracted, the tooth fairy took pity on him and his . . . → Read More: Jesse vs. the Tooth Fairy

So we’re making sand castles or forts as we do daily, and Ellen, feeling not so hot remarks that they probably won’t last 100,000 years. “No”, I agree, “they won’t”. “How about our family?” “No, we won’t last 100,000 years either.” “Even this city?” “Well, probably not.” “Not even this world, or this universe?” . . . → Read More: The mind of Ellen

We just went boogieboarding today. I noticed that while the tide was out it seemed that the waves were smaller and there’s two sets of waves. Except they’re formed from the second set of waves. The second set of waves come in and cap a ways from shore, and then, while the water’s surging . . . → Read More: Jesse, on waves…

A blonde police officer pulls over a blonde, Kristi, in a convertible sports car for speeding. She walks over to the car and asks the >blonde driver for some ID The blonde convertible driver searches through her purse in vain. Finally she asks, “What does it look like?”

The blonde police officer tells her, . . . → Read More: Twisted my arm

Well, for one thing, I don’t particularly like baseball, but I do like balls and trying to throw it into stuff. And I like trying to hit stuff with bats and stuff but I don’t have a real bat so I need to hit it with thick sticks and stuff. Or a broken hammer. . . . → Read More: Jesse; not to be outdone

I liked Pike’s email to Andrew so much, I decided to post it here. It is so neat to see how they arrange their thoughts and how the express themselves… Plus, my drivel is getting quite boring. I really miss being on the road…

“I got your email – I hope you’ll have a . . . → Read More: More from Pikey

Right now we’re in a beautiful RV park right next to the sea. We enjoy going around the trailer, scooping dirt into sand castle buckets and making a sand castle. Before one of the security guards said, “please can we not use any more water?”. We used to spray them to death (the castles, . . . → Read More: Postcards from the boys

(after Sissy sent an email to Papa and Tata, Ellen decided she wanted to do the same.  Here is her email)

i hope um i hope i see you again i wish you saw the sunset but we’re i hope you go to teacapan the beach is so beautiful here and the waters . . . → Read More: Ellen’s little brain