Plastic Snacks

Nothing makes my mouth water quite the same as when I see a Barbie shoe. I hope I'm not alone in that. Because when I was an, apparently strange, little girl I would pop them into my mouth and chew on them until they got warm. But I'd spit them out though. Geez! I'm not a monster!

Boob-length hair

I've always had this dream of having boob-length hair. Not that I want to go around town inconspicuously topless, but I would certainly like to reserve the right to. 'Cause boob-length hair is good for so much! Hiding spill stains, playing make believe, old-timey japanese robberies, ...distracting attention from your smallish boobs. (YOUR smallish boobs!) Right now I'm nearly there, but it's still not good enough to keep me out of jail. I'm hoping that this time next year people will think twice before realizing, "That ain't no well-fitting brown shirt!" And that the makeshift mask I make with my hair as I run away will be convincing enough to protect my reputation.

Today, in [fake] news!

Headline: "Philippine government literally lifts lid on same sex marriage: Couples in holding await release"

Petrichor

Petrichor is the name for the smell of the ground after it rains. To me, "petrichor" sounds like the name of a dragon that flies into the clouds to create the rain. He'd be silvery white and let me ride on his back. Not in the clouds though, just around town because I'm scared of heights. But he'd know that because we'd be best friends. He'd look like this.

Lame chop

I decided to go as Lamb Chop for Halloween. But I spent the whole weekend silly-assing around and didn't have enough time to finish much more than these red mittens.  But I regret nothing, 'cause these are damn good red mittens.