September 2009
i must be mad
driving home last night i saw a chicken on the front lawn of a vacant house in my neighborhood. it was just 2 lots over from a neighbor who has tons of chickens so i thought one was loose. i pulled alongside her house but she wasn’t outside so without thinking i turned the car around, drove back to the vacant house, and was planning to catch the chicken. only once i parked the car did i realize that i have never caught a chicken in my entire life and what the hell was i going to do with the chicken once i caught it. while all this was happening a homeless man was walking between the two houses holding a long arm grabber looking at me like i was crazy. maybe he was trying to catch the chicken too?
Catching chickens is hard. You’ve got to corner them and catch them by pinning their wings to their sides. He totally wanted that chicken as well, I bet. But I am pretty sure a long arm grabber method is a sure FAIL. Which is good, because maybe he wanted to eat it. And you probably wanted to return her to the safety of a coop and possibly give her a name. What did happen? PS. The mad hatter told me: “We’re all mad here.”
Soooo thinking about moving..
who else lives in brooklyn? I’ve got to move anyway they’re selling my house. I shouldn’t wait for the ax to fall. Also, who else likes drawing monsters? These should be my requirements for a roommate, I think. Brooklyn & Monsters.
if only i lived in brooklyn.
it’s true. we’d totally hang, draw monsters, and look at bunnies. Maybe we’d even sew combos of all those things.
Soooo thinking about moving..
who else lives in brooklyn? I’ve got to move anyway they’re selling my house. I shouldn’t wait for the ax to fall. Also, who else likes drawing monsters? These should be my requirements for a roommate, I think. Brooklyn & Monsters.
