Harold truly believed that he was the conservative, Catholic version of a the typical Woody Allen character. “ No kidding, Margaret,” he told his wife. “Everything I do is accompanied by explanations in Windsor font. I always hear old jazz standards in the background, and I’m a neurotic insecure bespectacled square. “That’s O.K., honey,” she said. “We all enjoy your pointless pseudo~intellectual musings about the ultimate meaning of life and reality. It might be nice, though, if you could refrain from bluffing your way out of hard problems by saying ‘La di da, La di da’ every time something comes up.” Welcome back, people, to https://rochellewisoff.com/
ochelle’s ‘Friday Fictioneers’. Please excuse the lopsided appearance of my latest post . I’m trying to get used to WordPress’ new circumstances. https://adelectablelife.com/
Rogerson, one of our esteemed and distinguished regulars, has supplied this week’s photo prompt.