Reeeemiiiixxxxxxxx!

Today while I was watching "So you think you can DANCE?" I was havin a good time. A wonderful christmas time without the christmas. And I was watching these dancers and envying their thighs and back muscles (yeah i don know). Then Sean Paul comes out to do some jama jammin and his dancers are hysterical. I tried to take them seriously. But they were dancing like robots. And then I thought, lets take this a step further. If they were robots, what kind of robots would they be? Human robots? SURELY NOT.

Chicken robots.

So I started picturing them in chicken suits doing the same moves and found myself forgetting how to breathe because I was laughing too hard to remember. And then I seemed to forget how to sit as well for I fell onto the floor. Before I knew it I was flipping the channel giving everything a new chicken suit remix. I have decided one thing. EVERYTHING is hilarious if it is dressed in a chicken suit. And yes, I am taking this theory so far that I am willing to apply it to inanimate objects as well.



So when you come to my blog.. dont think i need to be doin all the work bein the goof ball here. Slap a chicken suit on this bad boy. instant funny.

New Adeventure

I have decided to embark upon the wonderful world of being an entrepreneur. A businesswoman. I have decided that maybe I should try to make money from all the random things I make all day long. I found a quaint little site dedicated to buying and selling handmade products in an attempt to create a world wide movement. Well. I certainly hope if I were to be part of a movement it would be this one. Yes I like the sound of that. Changing the world, one tailored garment, one painted picture frame, one constructed bracelet at a time.



Here's hoping this isn't just one of those things I get really excited about in the beginning stages and swear by the success it will bring me (cough blogging cough). Okay so blogging wasn't unsuccessful. I just ignore it for long periods of time. I think my problem must be that I am far too unwilling to bear my soul to the internet. I enjoy reading the blogs of those who do.. but in the past when I have tried this it has brought a feeling similar to standing naked on a four lane highway. And god. We can't be funny all the time can we? (Maybe we can.)