The Reality Supremacists rule with an iron fist over the Pioneer Valley’s collective imagination. They rampage around, stifling LARPs, burning paintings, dumping water on the heads of daydreamers. To flatten the breadth of life into a single objective reality is their grandest vision - To murder the periphery! And to... [Continued]...
Hi everyone! For the holidays, we, the teachers of Chiptooth Kindergarten, wanted to do something special for our kids. At first, we weren’t sure what to do, but all of a sudden, when I was picking up drive-thru from McDonald’s, the perfect idea came to mind! Spitball audits!... [Continued]...
Pulled from a quiver, I was sold down river while rowing a boat; shot by an arrow, dead, I float. Flying skyward, gusts of winds toss in the breeze, floating along I hear a bird’s song. In formation the geese flock, lock stock, BANG, buckshot from the barrel, spiraling out of control, the dogs become feral. ... [Continued]...
I am so excited to announce that the upcoming intergalactic farmer’s market, hosted at my house near Puffer’s Pond, will be home to a new exhibit full of wonder and amazement. This exhibit entails a number of blue creatures from a planet far far away. They come in various shapes and sizes, and with a magnificent va... [Continued]...