We spent the whole day yesterday, a lot of last night, and much of today floating around on ears of corn, and on the backs of alligators, at the lake. Kate treated us to a night at "Bass" cabin, on Roper lake in Safford Az. One of my favorite parts of the trip took place after a delicious bottle of Chateauneuf Du Pape. Jesse and I took our ear of corn and our alligator out and floated around in the middle of the night on the lake. We saw endless falling stars. Jesse describes this time as " what it must be like to be dead".
Quite a few Fabricated humans made the scene. Arunis, the transgendered doll was there. S/he mostly stayed indoors nibbling on sushi, and afterwards claimed s/he would never go camping again.
I picked up a few new dolls at the Wilcox thrift store. I didn't bring my camera so I tried to draw them, but didn't pack much in the way of art supplies. I tried drawing with gummi bears, but ended up gluing them on by leaving them in the sun on my paper.
Louise, the sock monkey, made the scene. We'll be hearing more from her soon!
Here is a rather dumb Hillary poem I made up while floating on the lake.
waving at the sun.
changing to pink when day is done.
blue but fading as fast.
rising at last.
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