Monday, May 11, 2009
Riding Through the Farm on my Hobby Horse of an Arm
Good evening my dears! You may have noticed the fantabulous photo of moi and the pineapple that I posted last time. I was going to include a story about the pineapple but decided it would be more fun if you send me your own conclusions about what it means! Give me your comments!
I recently returned from a trip to Alberta where I spent a few days on a farm. I always have mixed feelings about being on a farm…on account my vegetarianism and all. Perhaps you thought I was going to say it’s on account of my being a pig? There were not any pigs on this particular farm and although I think pigs are lovely, they are not really my kin. I am simply a hand puppet in the form of a pig (which if you are wondering, protects me from the swine flu as well!) I am very self-aware. I know that someone’s arm protrudes from my butt and controls my actions. See the pictures that I have included from my trip? See the arm? In fact, I highly recommend that each one of you do a little self-exploration. Is there an invisible hand up your butt controlling your actions?
Who controls your thoughts? Mine are my own.
Sleep well my dears!
xx
Tonight’s song is ‘Fluorescent Adolescent’ by the Arctic Monkeys.
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