OK, I’ve written and deleted about 20 lines so far. I guess I have to just face yet again the fact that I’m ordinary and no work of literary genius is going to spill out onto this page. Even naming this blog was a matter of looking around the room here and spotting a tub of spackel. It fits. I have a lot of cracks. It’s like when my friend, Gene, wanted to name his new kitten. He asked his family for suggestions and they were tossing around great ideas. His 3-year-old grandson looked over at the kitten and observed it eating and he came up with the name that stuck. Food Cat became a most beloved, furry member of the family.
Posted on September 4, 2007 by kimiam