I paint, I clean, I water the plants. The cycle never ends. The dirt accumulates on the wooden floors and I sweep. Then I need to water the plants again, so I go outside and bring back some dirt. So I sweep again. It prides me to make the little house presentable. The light-shades gather … Continue reading Painting the Wall
I hopped on the bus and the penguin said “hey.” It must be hard driving a bus without opposable thumbs. I took a seat next to the albatross. I wouldn’t normally have chosen a seat next to such a large creature, but all the other seats were taken. At least, being a bird, a conversation … Continue reading A Leap of Lemmings
“There’s something on my fork, waiter.” The man with the long face gestures towards the waiter to move closer. “Look there, waiter. Right up close. There’s something on my fork.” The long-faced, musky-smelling man has the fork laid on the tablecloth with the prongs facing upwards. “See, waiter? There’s something on my fork. Look closer.” … Continue reading The Fork
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