Crazy Farm is living up to it’s name, helped somewhat by Crazy Car Man and his most-excellent-pills bringing out his inner whacko. My inner whacko needs little to no encouragement to make an appearance and so is reveling in the uncommon appearance of Crazy Car Man’s.
The madness started a few weeks ago whilst shopping at Toys R Us. I was meant to be buying birthday presents for the nephews and niece but was thoroughly distracted by the aisle after aisle of awesome toy stuff. How a tiny kiddy with the attention span of shoe handles that shop is beyond me, because I am thirty five years old and I couldn’t resist letting out a shriek of covetousness when I spied the Sea Monkeys.
They weren’t a part of my childhood menagerie and so I had to make up for that lack (severe childhood deprivation – must have words with parents – dogs, fish and birds were simply not adequate). I set them up on the window sill alongside the carnivorous plants (who are licking their chops and having their own covetous thoughts) added water and waited with bated breath. So, while not completely instantaneous, I did have movement after a couple of days. And they haven’t stopped growing since.
Or partaking in a bit of nookie.
That’s right, I’ve bred a bunch of fiends who have monkey sex at every opportunity. They’re at it constantly, and it’s quite distracting. Though it is quite amusing watching Crazy Car Man on his most-excellent-pills being hypnotised by the whirly gig activity in the tank.
Photographing them is quite tricky.
And they chose this moment to have a break from the adults only activities, but you can kind of see what they look like.
Continuing on in the gutter, I have a new addition to the plant collection that lives on the window sill. It’s a lithop (living stone) of some variety, but has been renamed by Crazy Car Man as the bum plant.
No further explanation is required really. It is what it is – a plant disguised as a stone, disguised as a bum (albeit, a bum with an unfortunate skin condition). Awesome! My inner thirteen year old boy sniggers every time!
So I was driving home from work today, figuring out what to have for dinner, when my inner whacko, let off the leash and encouraged by Crazy Car Man’s decided on this….
Greens, Eggs and Ham. Boom tish! Made me laugh all the way home, and then when I told Crazy Car Man, he ran with it, and in the spirit of our one fish shower of the other day he came up with the mysterious ham shark….
Yes, I know, you can’t take us anywhere – but then who needs to go anywhere when you’ve got fish falling out of the sky, sea monkeys having monkey sex on your window sill, bum plants mooning you from the safety of their pots and Crazy Car Man off his nut on painkillers?
