Since yesterday's posting, I had a dream that I went to get my haircut. I wanted to cut it a little below chin length but my mom and sister thought I shouldn't cut it so short.
Today's story involves Dr. Snoozlebutt spending a day in the park with his pet pig Roozies. They pack a nice picnic lunch of sardines, marmalade, and melba toast. And one apple for Roozies. Dr. Snoozlebutt wears his snoozliest PJs for park-romping and Roozies sports a polka-dot handkerchief tied debonairly around his pudgy neck.
I'm only interested in being subtly famous. Possibly a cult icon but nothing more than that.
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