DAILY MONSTER 83
Good morning and a special Hello to those of you coming over from Dooce.com and from, you know, Rocketboom. :^)
I hope you’re having a lovely Thursday. Perhaps you’ll have time to read yesterday’s stories?
Monster 83 seems to have a good attitude. Much more pleasant than old 81, certainly. You can tell from his tail. Why do you think 83 is so happy? Did he get a surprise in the mail? Or a call from a friend? Or did he see somebody cute on the other side of the street? What’s going on here, do you think?
I’m excited to read your thoughts! In the meantime,
do please remember that 344 LOVES YOU
Monster 83 is named Seymour, not to be confused with the JD Salinger character. He’s a flasher. But he only flashes fire hydrants. He’s happy because there were three fire hydrants in the past two blocks.
Hmm…,maybe it’s not happy…maybe…maybe it was so happy two days ago, and his mouth muscles went stiff in his smile, and now his family(a wife and 5439 kids) got killed by a cranky and rebellious little meteor that did not like his wife’s perfume, and he can’t do anything but smile! Oh what agony 😐
Btw…really interesting blog!
Monster 83 just recieved a long-awated invitation to a tea party. Hence, the grin and nod: “Yes, yes of COURSE I’ll have some tea!”
Monster 83 is a brainwashed scout named Maligus who is enslaved by Monster 81. He specializes in finding burried treasure and it seems as though he has found the mother of all chests burried beneath where him and his cowboy boots stand. The frock he wears used to be a flowered mumu, but the sun exposure on their planet is ten times more harsh than the earth’s, so it is now a bright white.
In the beginning, Snake Antony had dreams of being a ninja turtle but upon reading a book about Merton he joined a cloister for charismatic lizards and rejoices daily in his new vocation.
He looks like Faust from Guilty Gear X2.
Alaka’i Simmons is the founding member of the Joey Cramer fan club. He’s happy because the theatre in his hometown finally agreed to a weeklong showing of Flight of the Navigator. He’s gone to see it there three times already.
Mwasher just came home from a long day at work to find his pup Rowlf just finished eating the couch cushions and making a nest. Being the second accident, in a series of foibles all day along with an unfortunate toilet bowl accident at work during lunch, Mwasher decided to take Rowlf to his mother’s. At 562 years old, she always had the answers.
The happy monster is happy on many counts, a few of them as follows:
HOORAY! Grape popsicles!!
HUZZAH! They didn’t cancel Dead Like Me after only two seasons, after all!
SHAZAAM! I’m looking 4/4 and swingin’ 7/4, hand me my sax, be cool my babies. (relative of Conan O’Brien)
He’s definitely on the Wang Chung Tonight Party Wagon. Gimme a hoist up!
looks like Revver got a new outfit, too.
great tales of turpitude, people! (and I mean that in a creatively wicked way)
When Jonas saw the ferry drift into the bay, he felt his day picking back up. Here he thought he missed it, but as it turned out he was early. He bobbed his head and shook his tail in rhythm with the piped in music on the departures platform. His favorite song was playing. Yup. This was shaping up to be a good day. A fantastic free breakfast at Chez Dulche (he was the 1 Millionth Customer), getting out of a speeding ticket (the officer was called away to a more pressing situation) and now he was early for the Histon Ferry. Jonas felt like he never had a mediocre day, let alone a good one. This was clearly a good day.
Michael looked down on Jonas from some distance. He remarked to Edward, who floated alongside him, “Wow – giving him a really good last day, eh?”
Edward’s only reply, with a half-hearted smile, “Everyone deserves an exceptional day at least once in their lifetime. Better late than never.”
Monster eighty-3 is a throwback cat from the seventies named Cool/Funk. Cool/Funk shows off his pearly whites and pinstripes no matter the mood, walking around screaming don’t forget the seventies baby. Cool/Funk plays bass in his one-man band and never misses a beat. Holding the bass upright with his tail he shouts out don’t forget the seventies baby. Monster eighty-3 aka Cool/Funk.
I hate you…
I hate you…
I hate you…
But I love your draws!
Gica – Brasil
Endlich, endlich hat er sie gefunden, seine Bessere Hälfte mit dem starken Arm. Nie mehr wird er Kopf voran durch die Wand müssen. Sein wunderschönes Lachen wird er von nun an mit stolz erhobenem Haupt präsentieren können. Sein Herz klopft ihm bis zum Schädel voll Vorfreude, denn er malt sich aus, wie er sich fühlen wird, wenn sie zum ersten Mal durch zweimaliges kräftiges Schwanzdrücken den Hydraulikmechanismus in Gang setzt, der den Kopf in die Senkrechte hebt. Täglich morgens durchgeführt, erreicht er das
Glücksgefühl pur… nie mehr gebückt, nie mehr geknickt! Ein selbstbewusster aufrechter Monstermann wird er vom heutigen Tag an sein!!!