I wonder if trapeze artists frown upon people who go bungee jumping.
I bet they do.

If I were a trapeze artist and decided to quit the art of trapeze,
I think I'd call all my friends and be like,
"Lets go bungee jumping! I want to not hold on to anything and let myself fall for a change."

A trapeze artist probably starts out when he or she is a kid.
It begins as just wanting to be good at swinging from monkey bars.
Then he acheives that goal, then gets so good that the other kids get jealous
and call him names like, "Monkey Boy" or "Monkey Girl".
So he gets angry by this and thinks,
"I'm going to join the circus someday, and swing professionally!".
Then he actually does join the circus.
One night the people who mocked him are in the audience
and he sees them and yells,
"Look what Monkey Boy has done!", just before he swings from the trapeze.
Then the people who mocked him growing up are probably like,
"I can't believe Monkey Boy still swings from things."

Or maybe it's not like that at all.

I'm glad that I'm not a trapeze artist.

This is a sculpture I call, "The Clothed Dinosaur".

Sorry about that last post...

What I meant to say is, I'm finally getting a website!

Stay tuned.

I want to start a clothing line called,
"I Wear My Emotions on my Sleeves".


Stay tuned!

That's when the where are you based question turns into,
"OK then, where are you from?"
"Boston."
"Boston?"
"Well, a suburb outside of it, then I ended up living in actual Boston, then NY."
"I thought you had an accent."
"I don't have an accent..."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't. You have an accent."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do. Where are you from?"
"As you can tell by my 'I Love KY' t-shirt,I'm from Kentucky."
"I thought I heard a Boston accent."
"I don't have a Boston accent..."
"Me neither."

It's hard to figure out where to be based.
Or maybe that's just me...
On other people blogs or websites they seem to be clear about.
Some people might be like, "I'm based in Kentucky!"
or
something.

People always want to know where you're based.
"Where are you based, Val?"
"I'm based...here."
"Well where's here?"
"I don't know...somewhere."
"And where might that be?"
"I don't know...wherever."

I have no explanation for the photo of the frogs hugging.
OK!
This is how I react when tragic things happen.
I post pictures of...plush frogs.
I rummage through my belongings and yell,
"Where the hell are the plush frogs! They need to be photographed for everyone to see!"

In conclusion, here's a link to Red Cross that you probably already know about.
Donate money to the hurricane victums or something.

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