once upon a time i was getting a cup of coffee. alone. in a crowd. and this monkey walks over to me with his latte and i make eye contact. politely i agree to share my table. he was a strange little monkey, but a film buff, so we casually enjoyed some conversation as the gentle city wind created a ballet out of the remnants of forgotten newspapers and bags throughout the lazy afternoon. he was really interested in monkey history, especially the great monkey battle of the screeching walnut, and about great monkey heroes like Lord Baron Admiral Henntington. and he tried to get me to watch movies about these great heroes and historical events, but I agreed to look into them and was on my way. ever since then, he's shown up at strange places, eager to get my reaction to his monkey lore. in desperation he hacked into my computer and forced all of my livejournal and myspace icons to be the cover of his new book, Ride Brave Little Monkey: the Tale of the forgotten 4th Canine Calvery. he's a strange little monkey. but one who likes salmon. and i can only respect that.
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