at my mom’s tonight. she accused me of playing a trick on her. said there were several phone calls today that she didn’t answer. she screens her calls…so many robocalls come in.
these calls popped up with my dad’s name. calling from the house phone. sort of creepy to say the least. told her it was probably a spoof call.
for chuckles, i had the phone call it back, which got the “number has been disconnected” message…a “dead” line. lol.
told her it was dad, just playing a joke on her. wouldn’t put it past him if there was a way to do it from whatever/wherever you go after this life. welcome to the twight zone. dun dun dun.
you always wish to hear their voice again…but what would you do if you really did? don’t answer the phone mom…
one of the bomb club’s own, front and center, er, off center, on the grass. pretty blue thirty-nine.
so many spindly palm trees though; if you don’t shoot up from down low, you get a lot of pictures with what appear to be random-looking lines in the background.