Urban Monkey
Been getting over to Seattle more often. I'm bigger now and I nap later so we have more time to run around and see the city. The biggest perk of that side of the water is my Uncle Nick who has a house there. We stop by and I am allowed to stand in his room but not allowed to touch anything. I am allowed to touch and play with the hippie beads in the doorway but only for a few moments. I could really do it for much longer. Maybe I'll be a hippie when I grow up.
posted by GUS | 11:11 AM
4 Comments:
I didn't realize Uncle Nick was a bead hanging type.
oh, he's hung
Hi Gus,
Do you know about Urban Monkeys?!
My mom wishes I was still little enough to go there. http://www.urbanmonkeys.com/
-Halo
trust me gus, that hippie stuff isn't all it's cracked up to be. I get stuff tangled in my door beads all the time- and it's a bummer when everything you want to wear is on the floor already or part of the bed you lie on. Maybe you should be a mippy: part muppet part hippie?
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