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Monkey Poop – Or Why This Blog is Sometimes About Monkeys

I had a really weird dream about two months ago, or whenever I started this post the first time – February 22…so I had the dream the night of February 21st.  Wow.  Time flies.  I remember thinking, “I can’t go and have a dream about monkey poop and NOT blog about it.  That would be crazy.  The name of my blog is ‘not always about monkeys,’ which implies that it SOMETIMES is about monkeys, and this should be one of those times.”

My dear friend Steven is a wonderful artist, and I couldn’t help but think that blogging this would be much easier if he would just draw the pictures for me, but he works eleventy ten jobs and so do I, so I’ll make do with what I can find on flickr.  So here it is, my Monkey Poop dream.

There is a party in my back yard.  There is a nice patio out there (not like now, where there is mud out there and not a patio) and lots of people are there.  We’re all there to talk about some important stuff about politics, but I don’t know anything about politics, so I feel  uncomfortable and when it is my turn to talk I turn all red and excuse myself, because my monkey is missing.

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Happy Friday!

So I have adjusted my attitude, put all the week’s badness behind me, and have approaced today with a renewed sense of awesomeness that will not be squelched. No matter what. So if we don’t get to close today, we will close SOMEDAY, and that’s what matters.

I am also stoked because I have a bunch of new writing assignments from my editor His Awesomeness at He’s started posting new lists every weekday, and they just keep getting better and better, so check them out. Especially when he posts one of mine.

I had a slew of curious dreams last night, all very involved and B-movie-like. I might write more about them later, or I might just continue to Tweet snippets as I remember them, as I don’t have to be as cohesive that way.

Guess I’d better get to work. If we DO get to close, prepare yourself for many pictures of the House in Progress, and coverage of the bird funeral which will happen the day we close.