Tuesday, January 30, 2007
omg! himonkey caught held in uncropped photos
i'm a regular reader of the
himonkey web site, and turn to
it for monkey's delicious recipes
and snappy delivery style.
monkey cooks up a storm,
and i am as impressed with
how clean the terrycloth remains
as i am with the sumptuous
results of the cooking.
this morning, after perusing the
truffle recipe (chocolate, not fungus),
i made my way to the fruitcake ritual.
at the end is a link to the
"original story" about making fruitcake,
and while reading it... shock!
there are photos of monkey being
held by a human! uncropped photos
showing monkey to be a stuffed doll!
monkey's recipes and delivery, not to
mention photo cropping, are so good,
it had seemed a living being.
i was stunned into a sudden haiku:
cute little monkey
i had thought you were alive.
disillusionment!
after some deep sighing, also called
diaphragmatic breathing, and further
reflection in a hot shower,
i achieved a zen-like state of
understanding and wrote a
haiku of acceptance.
made of terrycloth,
what the heck did i expect?
stuffed dolls must be held.
acceptance is now mixing with sorrow
over the loss of innocent belief as
i write this, and i feel yet
another haiku coming on.
so disillusioned
after finding out the truth,
life sadly goes on.
mmmm, i wonder if monkey can
teach me how to make a pie.
yes!
himonkey web site, and turn to
it for monkey's delicious recipes
and snappy delivery style.
monkey cooks up a storm,
and i am as impressed with
how clean the terrycloth remains
as i am with the sumptuous
results of the cooking.
this morning, after perusing the
truffle recipe (chocolate, not fungus),
i made my way to the fruitcake ritual.
at the end is a link to the
"original story" about making fruitcake,
and while reading it... shock!
there are photos of monkey being
held by a human! uncropped photos
showing monkey to be a stuffed doll!
monkey's recipes and delivery, not to
mention photo cropping, are so good,
it had seemed a living being.
i was stunned into a sudden haiku:
cute little monkey
i had thought you were alive.
disillusionment!
after some deep sighing, also called
diaphragmatic breathing, and further
reflection in a hot shower,
i achieved a zen-like state of
understanding and wrote a
haiku of acceptance.
made of terrycloth,
what the heck did i expect?
stuffed dolls must be held.
acceptance is now mixing with sorrow
over the loss of innocent belief as
i write this, and i feel yet
another haiku coming on.
so disillusioned
after finding out the truth,
life sadly goes on.
mmmm, i wonder if monkey can
teach me how to make a pie.
yes!
# posted by Jack @ 8:14 PM 
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oh, jack, no matter how soft an absorbent a terrycloth monkey is, he occasionally needs assistance from non-terrycloth primates when it comes to kitchen appliances. as delightful as a day in the kitchen whipping up a nice fruitcake is, i certainly don't want it to turn into a batter covered debacle that ends in tears and an unplanned trip to the local emergency room because of improper handling of culinary power tools.
with a little practice, jack, you too can be a pie master! if you missed pie day last week, you can always celebrate pi day on the 14th of march with a delicious pie!
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with a little practice, jack, you too can be a pie master! if you missed pie day last week, you can always celebrate pi day on the 14th of march with a delicious pie!
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