11 July 2013

The Muppet warrior

Last night I dreamt I met Yoda. We conversed on I remember not what, when I realized he was speaking in perfectly normal word order.  I brought the chat up short with, “Wait, so what is all this judge me by my size, do you? rannygazoo?”

To his credit, he looked a little embarrassed, seated on a convenient toadstool. “My agent said I needed it, to stand out from the pack, else I'd just another little green spitball.”

Last night, more progress on The Mystic Trumpeter.

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