Saturday, December 8, 2007
Frolicking Humans
For me, a Fantastic Couch Day:
For the humans, explosive joy in the presence of hundreds of shiny beer kegs.
Why my domestics feel compelled to scurry about the city, exploring the places that prepare their food and drink, is beyond me. (This particular shot is outside the Redhook brewery.) It's this very curse, this undeniable need to explore, it seems, that drove them to drug me, crate me, and fly me to nearly the end of the continent; for I have found no other explanation. And it's not just my domestics that are afflicted in this manner. Their friend Rachel, whom I remember from Chicago, is also here in Seattle, and appears downright thrilled about it.
For the humans, explosive joy in the presence of hundreds of shiny beer kegs.
Why my domestics feel compelled to scurry about the city, exploring the places that prepare their food and drink, is beyond me. (This particular shot is outside the Redhook brewery.) It's this very curse, this undeniable need to explore, it seems, that drove them to drug me, crate me, and fly me to nearly the end of the continent; for I have found no other explanation. And it's not just my domestics that are afflicted in this manner. Their friend Rachel, whom I remember from Chicago, is also here in Seattle, and appears downright thrilled about it.
