Once Upon a Manatee

It is Wednesday, Krispy is sick, and Alz had a harebrained notion she was leisurely pursuing, so as usual she decided to begin blogging by talking about herself in the third person, which she only just now noticed has become a habit.  Anyway, to celebrate Wednesday (and hopefully the beginning of Krispy's recovery, c'mon, Krispy, be a healthmonster!) I have for you today the first part of a magical photostory featuring a sparkly rainbow manatee and his writerly aspirations.  Enjoy!


Once upon a time, there was a very sparkly bejeweled manatee.

He decided one fine day that he was going to write a story.

He thought it would be dramatic to write in the darkness...

...but it was too dark, so he decided to write by the light of his favorite mushroom lamp.

However, this was still too dark (bejeweled manatees need good light to accomplish much of anything, he was just too stubborn to admit this), so he turned the lights back on and put pen to paper to begin his magnum opus.


To be continued!  What is in store for our bejeweled protagonist and the sudden appearance of this mysterious vile evil inferior competitor?  Only time will tell, and by time, I mean sometime next week maybe.  Also forthcoming is a post (per Krispy's request) about a string of unsolved bird murders involving serial killing quail to which my family has been gruesome witness.  Just in time for Halloween!

Happy Wednesday, folks!


Connie Keller said...

I know the "serial killing quail" must be horrible thing, but skq seems like something I'd read in a "Pearls Before Swine" comic strip and it makes me want to smile.

Lydia Kang said...

Poor angry manatee. What shall befall him?