A single, lonely, brain cell reaching out for connections…
In futility.
A single, lonely, brain cell reaching out for connections…
In futility.





He was an Everyman, I certainly patterned some of his manners, sarcastic wit and dry humor. He will be missed.

“Norm! What’s shakin’?
Norm: Four cheeks and two chins.
Too stupid to pay attention to what is in the road.




