Our vacation

We went on vacation to the Valley of Make Believe. The scenes are absolutely gorgeous. After a few weeks in God’s country, we certainly didn’t want to return to the Devil’s city. If you get the chance to visit, I recommend a stop at John’s BBQ Shack on the way in. The ribs are most excellent.

The Lost City

As I sat on the hard bench in the freezing cold by the river, I began to contemplate the odd behavior before me. Not just what was happening right there in that moment, but what I have observed everywhere my whole life.

Humans. Exhibiting odd behavior. All the time. Everywhere. A species lost, without even knowing it.

Would a man take the easiest path through the woods if he knew it was filled with plants poisonous to the touch?

How far will he go before he realizes he’s lost?

How can he correct his course if he has no idea he’s lost?

Gallery

Animal gallery

Image

Spring is here

It’s always easy to tell when Spring is here. The world overflows with color. Gone are the dull grays that mark the Winter season, replaced by the joyous colors of rebirth. The flowers pop up everywhere, as if to say “Hello”. It’s enough to bring a smile to even Scrooge’s face.

Hello Kitty

Meow.

Meow.

Hi, there. My name is Kitty. By all accounts, I’m the cutest cat in these parts. I mean, have you looked at me? But, I have a trick up my sleeve… or rather my anus. The mind-controlling cat dookie parasite.

Surely you’ve heard of me by now? I have mind control over Deebo. But, seriously. I have this cool parasite in my poop that infects rodents, and when it does, I get to eat!

It’s really quite fascinating, if you’re into cool tricks. Copperfield has nothing on my ass. Don’t believe me? Well, it affects you silly humans too! So, am I really this cute or is that the parasite talking?

Sheep

I surveyed the land and all I saw were sheep, unaware that the wolves were lurking in the shadows. Unaware that they have become entirely dependent on the shepherd that pretended to care for them. Unaware that the grass they were eating had been poisoned. Unaware that the coats that protected them would be stolen. Unaware that they were to be sold to the highest bidder. Just a commodity, a resource. No love, despite the theatre suggesting otherwise.