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The Board of Directors Here at Spo-Reflections hired a consulting firm (a group of Goths who smelled terrible) who came to the conclusion in order to boost traffic on the blog “I should post cat photos” Unfortunately there are no cats readily at hand to exploit. The boisterous board solved the problem in the usual way: they went on a rapine and brought back a couple of cats. They explained they went a-viking over to “Mitchell is Moving” for Dudo and Moose.


Here is “Moose” taking in the Michigan scenario.  



“Dude”isn’t too sure about this foreign exchange program either, but likes the perch provided by the thoughtful Board. 


Apparently I am in someone’s spot on the couch. 


A compromise was made. “Moose” makes a good hot water bottle. 


Here is “Dudo” helping me with my Saturday morning homework.
I never get this sort of assistance from Harper! 



Oh those crazy cats! What ever would be do without them?! 

I may just have to keep the cats for a while before boxing them up to send back to Spain.  🙂 

Sorry Spo-fans – I’ve been staring at the screen hoping something, anything would come up but there is nothing. I seem to be in a slump. I hope to have something, anything soon.


The Board of Directors Here at Spo-Reflections are a little peeved I haven’t ‘put out’ as it were. They are rather unsympathetic with my explanations about work and time restraints. Normally they merely threaten with setting fires to public buildings or causing me bodily harm. This evening they sent an email with the ominous title “CONTRACTUAL OBLIGATION”.  Attached to the succinct note ‘Read this” is a PDF of a lengthy contract dated from 2006 when the blog started. Translated from the Runes, it says I am required to write on a regular frequency as determined by The Board. It also says I promise to make whatever mutually satisfactory accommodations necessary to reduce tensions and arrive at whatever previously agreed-upon goals both parties have harmoniously set in the appropriate planning sessions. The section on punishments – if the suzerain (them) is not satisfied by the minion (Urs Truly) – is profusely illustrated and there isn’t a dull page in it. The wretched thing is signed in blood, apparently mine.

I smell a rat. The fustian words are far beyond their taciturn concrete Viking lexicon and I have no memory of this document let alone signing such. Until I find an impolitic attorney to challenge it I better write something pronto. Being vindicated in a court of law months hence would be small comfort for today’s missing digits. 

It’s hard to be creative or funny under such duress. Happily the fine print doesn’t say the entry has to be ‘good’  just there. 

I have dry skin this week; it is so bad it itches. I’ve had to put on lotion, which was a relief.  I guess the shower water temperature should be less hot.


Come back this weekend when I am under less duress. 


There will be no performance of “The Red Shoes” this evening: Urs Truly has a touch of bronchitis.

It is hard to channel The Muses during dyspnea.

The Board of Directors Here at Spo-Reflections sent me their personal Druid (a total quack) who has ordered me to cancel all activities including writing.

See you soon.

Meanwhile, here is a rerun. I rather liked it.

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Urs Truly


The Board of Directors Here at Spo-Reflections

wish all Spo-fans near and wide

Happy Hallowe’en! 


Today is Canada Day (not an official holiday in Arizona).  I wish all Spo-fans of the Canadian sort a happy birthday. May all your Tim-bits be chocolate ones.

Harper 31 copy

It is also Harper’s Birthday. I think she is eight years old; I have to look it up.  I could not ask for a better pooch.  Rescue dogs – them’s the best !


While we were taking our matutinal walk Harper and I saw Mrs. Oliver, the great horned owl. It is always a joy to see her. 



The lights in the laundry room went out. In the light fixture is a desiccated scorpion. This is not the first time we’ve found one of these villains in the ceiling fixtures. How on earth they get up there is a mystery. 



We had a lovely French rose the other night. It was dry, with mineral tones, rather than the sickly-sweet rubbish normally found in ‘cheap pink’.  



Oh but there is work to be done! Where does all the laundry come from?  This nonsense never ends. 



The Whisky Advocate had an article on matching whisky to nasty chips. Oh the joy.  This beats wine and cheese by a country mile. I plan to have one of these marvelous combinations on my birthday.




Finally, we are out of lens wipes – a crisis indeed! We use them constantly in the never ending goal to keep our cellphones and spectacles clean of grease and fingerprints. I bought the big box; I apologize for the big greasy finger pointing out the obvious. There is much rejoicing in the House of Spo. 



Happy Christmas!

Today I am among my loved ones. There are 18 of us, most of them well over four feet, and many with dogs and small children. Oh the Joy! Oh the pain! Happily Brother #4 is bringing homemade IPA brew (no rubbish) and Father found a 1995 Bordeaux – lovely!  Happy Quafftide, indeed! 

There are more imperial tidbits today than in the rest of the year. 

I just better get them cha-cha heels.

May your holiday be a jolly one! 

Hugs !

Urspo A.K.A as Spo A.K.A Michael  (not Mondays).




It is that time of year again.

Spo-fans know I enjoy reading Tarot. All Hallow’s eve is the best time of the year to consult the cards about life, love, and health.

If you fancy a Hallowe’en Tarot consultation, leave in the comment your name and email address (if I don’t have it).  Tell me too if you want a “general reading” or do you have a more specific question.

I will consult the cards on All Hallow’s Eve and tell you what they say !


Hang in there.


I have not been abducted by aliens or spirited away by the headless horseman or in a Hallowe’en hebetude.

I am up to my pointed ears in work. I promise to write a proper entry this evening.   Hang in there.

Meanwhile, would anyone like a Tarot card reading this All Hallows Eve? I will be getting out my wicked pack of cards this Saturday night to see what the new year portends. If you would like a reading, please say so in the comments.

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