http://blog.joerockstories.com A noggle boggler who bloggles! Fri, 25 May 2007 17:00:14 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Allan said, "I could ask Scott to give you arms instead of a mouth!" What is that? Why can't I have both? Does he STILL think I talk too much? No mouth. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/05/25/arms/ Allan is always changing the truth. He calls it storytelling. I call it telling stories. He said he needed to get some work done and that I was talking too much. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/05/17/stories-or-lies/ We went to a wedding. We threw lots and lots of rice and confetti at the bride and groom. We didn't know the groom could run so FAST. We dried out pretty fast after the groom dropped us in the swimming pool. Weddings are fun! http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/05/11/weddings-are-fun/ As I said before, I am made of granite. Stonemasons can split granite along the grain to make a flat surface. I don't like stonemasons. Round is beautiful. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/05/04/a-granite-split/ I am made of granite. Granite comes in colours. Granite can be pink, dark grey and even black. The word granite comes from the Latin word granum. Granum means grain. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/04/27/a-rock-of-many-colours/ People in this house drink tea; green tea, black tea, rooibos tea, herb tea, white tea and angel tea. Maybe they think tea is good for stress. They can use all the help they can get, let me tell you. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/04/20/stress/ Scott has a dog named Sadie. She is as big as his living room. She has a very short tail. When she wags her tail, her whole body wobbles this way and that. Stan says he does not like Sadie. Does anyone know why? http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/04/13/sadie-sadie/ Allan is smiling. He is writing a happy song for Kate's birthday. He will say that Stan and I wrote it. He sometimes has difficulty with reality issues. Anyway, if he forgets that his wife has a birthday, he will be writing an unhappy song. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/04/06/smiling-allan/ Some people think that if you plant little bits of gravel it will grow into a rock garden. That is not right. Rock gardens are places where the GARDENERS are rocks. Joe is a rock gardener. He will plant lobelia in his garden. http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/03/30/rocks-garden/ Joe is still green. He looks good in green. But he asked me to write his blog today.   I have blisters on my toes. Dancing. I have blisters on my heels. Dancing. My legs are sore. Dancing. When is the next dance party? http://blog.joerockstories.com/2007/03/23/blisters/