Saturday, September 26, 2009
Music city jazz
The goodest of evenins ta ya'll and yours Possum's! Some say Goodest isn't a word,but I'm a Sock Monkey that says "who cares"? Silly to fret over somethin so trivial. it's the Music city jazz as a bad influience. The jazz just swirls around in your head sometimes. As a Sock Monkey with the biggest imagnation in the land,I sometimes sit and ponder such things. Maybe,just maybe,it the ployfil and we all know what that causes from time to time. Stuffiness? LOL! Might I be so bold as to say it? And if ya'll look in the other direction you'll see Dr. Doolittle sailin off to find the great pink sea snail. We'll have to study accient shellfish,but it's absolutely positively the Sock Monkeiest! And that's all that matters in the world. Besides.....The giant Lunar moth will give me a ride to the moon. Providin we can get the saddle made. So if you happen to have a bunch of natives in bright colored costumes around,Why then they can sit in the lines we've drawn in the sand to form the moths size. Don't make me go all Disney on you!
But what puzzles me.....is the fact that Dr. Doolittle didn't ever learn to speak Sock Monkey. And yes! We were around even durin the filmin of the movie. It twas Rex Harrison that was the after thought. The Sock Monkey came first. But really we think no one else could have played the part. Rex Harrison was a great actor!
On to a more serious note. I'm happy to report the rain finally did stop. I could hear the faint screams of the grass and potted flowers as they were drownin. Not much a simple Sock Monkey can do bout it. I told them it could be worse. Ya'll could be floatin up the river as they are in Georgia. It's not a pretty sight. May God bless those people and help them find dry land. Not a good feelin to see ones life go floatin off down the river.
As I gather myself and head off to the kitchen for a nice cozy mug of hot chocolate,I came across the most wonderful marvelous thing! A bar of chocolate that could not wait for my teeth to sink into. I think upon my teeth meetin the choclate in question,that my eyes did roll back in my head and a bit of dreul ran down my chin. I don't know who is more of a fan! Homer Simpson and his donut or me and my choclate. I guess I win cause I'm in 3D of a character and he's only 2D.
I'm a Sock Monkey full of chatter this wonderful Saturday evenin. But it is my right here in my own Sock Drawer. There isn't any better feelin in the world than to lay on top of a pile of Socks! It's a ritaul I intend to enjoy as much as possible. I could be off in the pantry after a twinky! Ever wonder how they get the cream inside? OK! So ya'll saw it on the food Network channel. Far be it for me to find an interestin subject to flap my red heeled Sock lips about. I just sayin!
The Teddy Bears sit high atop of the antique chest in a big basket. They sit and whisper to each other. No one know what they have so much to talk about. But he who brings the island back,will live as a God for a thousand moons. It's clearly written in the rule book. All spoken with an orange cloth wrapped aorund yourself and feathers on your head. So just sit back and order a pizza for dinner.
I think the Sock Monkeys in Japan got it all right. But what perplexes me is what is the simble for Sock Monkey? Is there such a thing? One can't help but wonder. Perhaps they'll read our blog and respond. I'm quite kerbobbled about it.
So here's to you and yours on this quiet evenin.Bubba