Monday, May 27, 2013

The Care & Feeding of Flying Monkeys

I have a whole hanger of flying monkeys, and lately I seem to have unleashed them on myself.  Sometimes I just can't help it. The little buggers have an amazing ability to slip through the bay doors before I can slam them shut.

But not today.

Today, I herded them into the corner, flung a couple bananas at them to keep them happy and then proceeded to ignore the little bastards.  Oh, yeah, I hear all you fans of aerial primates out there. "How dare she neglect her flying monkeys? What if we all neglected those poor misunderstood critters?" Hold your accusations. The world is not in danger of descending into chaos. In fact, my world is looking decidedly brighter, more organized-- dare I say spiffier?-- all because I'm not cleaning up the mess made by those harbingers of mayhem.

In case you were wondering, they scared the bejeebus out of me as a kid. I'm not any fonder of them as an adult. Funny thing is, they only stick around if you feed them. Which means my banana bill is about to go down.

It's a choice people.  Make a decision.