Herbie for President



I think my desk companion, Herbie, has gotten a big head.

Today, he announced he’s a candidate for president in 2016 running as a member of the Moose Party. His announced platform so far is “Peace, love and greens for everyone.” It might be hard to pin him down as to specifics on other issues as his mind seems to be on the fresh greens sprouting in our yard, although I did hear him mutter something about asking Luna (the cat) to serve as his vice-president.

Historically, there was a Bull Moose Party represented by Teddy Roosevelt in 1912 and they took a rather progressive attitude for the time. So, I expect Herbie might follow the same pattern. I guess we’ll just wait and see what develops, but I expect he’ll run a very low-budget campaign.


Can Herbie Talk?


Yesterday, my faithful desk companion Herbie commented on hearing about a rabbit and eggs this coming Sunday. To Herbie, that was ridiculous because everyone knows rabbits don’t lay eggs.

Herbie has been giving his commentary on life in general for a couple of months now on Facebook. (I keep telling him he can’t have his own Facebook page.) Yesterday’s post, however, several comments from friends. To paraphrase: Herbie’s a wooden moose; he can’t talk.

I’m an author, so to me, Herbie does talk. I hear Wolf, Vinnie and Vicky all of the time. Then there’s Anne (from Candy Cane Kisses) who’s demanding that I get on with her sequel. And last weekend, a forgotten character of mine, attorney Pierce Holt, piped up with a nugget for a story.

And if you think the voices in my head are bad, talk to my wife, Tymber Dalton, about hers.

So, yes, in my world, Herbie does talk. What do you think?