Semi-Daily Scribbles

My name is Reed Wallis. I live inside a faux bison hide tipi more than likely at the end of your street. I carve initials into things, like T.I.E. on the gray, axe bit-mangled post which supports your letterbox. I like ladies called George. One of them slipped me this on the back of a grocery list as I carved up her letterbox post:

"Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure."

Good one. You may now discuss amongst yourselves what your grandest failing has been. If you are one of the unlucky, fear not. The day is sure to arrive.

M.S.G!