Flamingaween.

Driving…

I spend a lot of time driving. I think its mostly to trick myself into thinking I can escape somehow. I never really escape what I want to escape though. I can physically go from here to there and back again, but in my minds road……

Yeah, so now I have roads in my head too….whats next? A flamingo? A brain flamingo….hmmmm….I don’t know about that, but I do know that flamingos are quite fancy…and I like flamingos….I wish that shrimp came in a rainbow of colors, that way flamingos could be rainbow colored….If that were the case, I would be living in Florida to be amongst the one foot standing rainbow birds…that or I would be one of those crazy flamingo lawn ornament people…I would have a rainbow yard….and then in my minds eye I would be living like Rainbow Bright…and I would be very okay with that….

Damn…I do have a flamingo in my brain. This entry isnt heading in the direction I was aiming for…

Which really leads right back to the road thing..

So if i wanted to I could get to the point….but flamingos ruined it for me.

Flamingos sounds like a group of flamboyant dancing, vihuela strumming men.  Girl flamingos should be called flamingas. That could be cool. Flamingas sounds like a sexy bird, or the name of a girl pop group…but they wouldn’t be nealry as cool as the Spice Girls. Because the Spice Girls spice up your life and make you wanna zigazig ha.

Spice World was fun. I watched that all the time with my friends. It made me think that a little Gucci dress was another name for a little sexy dress. I thought Gucci meant sexy for a long time.

Ha! The Flaminga is a gucci bird. Betcha never heard that sentence before….because I sure havn’t….until just right now.

If you are reading this, I am sorry!!!!

I should be a flaminga for halloween.

It will be Flamingaween.

No, I shouldn’t do that.

I won’t do that.

I love halloween. And I cannot wait to see Frankenweenie.

Im ending this right here and right now…