Hallo-Weenies
This year for Halloween I wanted to be Endora from Bewitched. I love those loud 60's gowns she …
A Fox Upon Thee
Annabelle needed her fox costume ready in time for school today, so this is the blueprint I took w…
Sucked Into A Swirling Vortex
On Sunday I got caught in a swirling vortex. Saturday was cool, though. On Saturday the autumn colo…
Cover Me With Leaves Music
The leaves have turned and so it's time for the Smiths. The Smiths sound like autumn. Each song…
Stroud Belly
Not a proud belly. But a loud belly. Not a cowed belly. But a well-endowed belly. Not a veiled-in-…
Tis Folly To Dance This Dance!
I have been dancing with the devil of late. I have been drinking liberal amounts of coffee at wor…
The Day Of All Days
Today is my birthday, the day of all days. I started the day off by killing a brown recluse spider.…
Oktoberfesty
It's Saturday night at my mom's, and you know what that means. Time for the Big Joe Polka S…
Adventures of the Good Lil' Consumer
Once in a while someone in our house eats an ice cream cone, and down comes the ice cream cone box …
October Cometh!
I welcome and embrace the month of October. It is my month of increasing power. It is the golden ti…
About me
Hi I'm Simone, my nickname is Mony and I create Monybaloney -- cartoons, videos, ramblings, etc...made from mechanically separated suspect meats. Welcome to my blog, where pandeMONYum ensues!
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Next To Godliness
My sister asked about dry cleaning the other day. She wanted to know what really happens to your clothes at the dry cle…
Goin' Incognito
At last my quest for anonymity has ended! I'm so tired of being recognized and greeted everywhere I go. But help is…
The Street That Plows Forgot
This week the weather is reasonable, you can sit down and have a conversation with it. The snow dumped along the should…
Happy Equinoctial Point
Well we made it to Spring. The vernal equinox gives me a chance to stop and contemplate things like math and astrophys…
How come their street got plowed and ours didn't?
This is reminiscent of the winter of 2011, when I wrote a tongue-in-cheek gripe about the plows forgetting us that got…
So that didn't work so well...
So much for NaNoWriMo. If you go to a victory party, don't look for me. I didn't even break 5,000. But few th…
