Lame bird brain
Hide and seek
I’ll pretend you’re not there
You’ll pretend I’m not here
Let’s pretend you are you
I’ll pretend I am me
Playing pretend with you
Frog down pillows are best when bidding someone adieu.
Situational ethics? Welcome to life; you either make it work for you or against you- for instance, I have turned my own equivocal nature into a new dance craze called the funky plumage. It has the added advantage of creating a smoke screen for land sharks.
Yes, I drive up close enough to see the menu, but not close enough to trigger the intercom, and then I make choice and formulate what sentences to use to efficiently communicate what I want; then I pull up and trigger the intercom. Works best when there aren’t a ton of people behind you.
Gorgeous! I was fortunate to see this first hand in Hawaii. I’m sure they must be in other places too.
Thanks Connie. Love your work, happy to enjoy it on various media, elated you are in the New Yorker now. Thanks for continuing to share here also. Health and safety to you as well!
Isn’t that what all retirees hear as they flee to Florida, death nipping at their heels? Speaking of death, what’s the worst that could happen to a zombie? Not death, I suspect.
I want to say, wow that must be cool to see, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say eels skived me out a little; not used to them here. Mrs. Gray looks pretty big, so I’m guessing they must be the salt water variety.
But, but, my crunchy undies are made from Cheetos, doesn’t that count for something!?! It ain’t easy being cheesy.
Me too. For more fun, check out her twitter link below, daily.