Why is a raven like a writing desk?
I have always wondered. But as I always say, if you don't think then you shouldn't talk.
And you should never say you can't take more because you've had nothing yet because its very easy to take more than nothing. I mean, if you're going to say "I mean what I say, " you might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"!"
It all makes so much sense you see.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Philosophies of a Hatter
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Sightings of a Had Matter
Well I witnessed a very strange site today indeed. Never in a thousand years would I think to see Alice crossing through the woods before my tea table.
Yes, I was sipping my tea and thinking about ravens when what do I see but Alice slip between the trees. I was very surprised to see her there since I hadn't seen her since the last time she arrived when she passed through the mirror onto the chess board.
Anyway, I watched her closely as she tripped over the fallen twigs and brambles. Clumsy thing, but we really should clean our front forest, come to think of it. She seemed rather startled and frantic to get away from something. I wasn't sure what it was. It was hard to see or hear anything. The only thing I could make out besides her usual blue and white frock and blonde hair was a strange red smear across her check. Couldn't think to tell you what it might have been. Never was one to wear lipstick myself, but you never know. Maybe she was playing dress-up with the Tweedle Twins. They do love their plays of the Carroll stories.
I'm not quite sure what to make of the whole thing. I called out her name but she had already disappeared down the road towards the White Queen's Cottage. Wouldn't surprise me if she was headed there. They were always such good friends. Maybe I should go see if the White Queen wrote anything on her facebook wall.
Yes, I was sipping my tea and thinking about ravens when what do I see but Alice slip between the trees. I was very surprised to see her there since I hadn't seen her since the last time she arrived when she passed through the mirror onto the chess board.
Anyway, I watched her closely as she tripped over the fallen twigs and brambles. Clumsy thing, but we really should clean our front forest, come to think of it. She seemed rather startled and frantic to get away from something. I wasn't sure what it was. It was hard to see or hear anything. The only thing I could make out besides her usual blue and white frock and blonde hair was a strange red smear across her check. Couldn't think to tell you what it might have been. Never was one to wear lipstick myself, but you never know. Maybe she was playing dress-up with the Tweedle Twins. They do love their plays of the Carroll stories.
I'm not quite sure what to make of the whole thing. I called out her name but she had already disappeared down the road towards the White Queen's Cottage. Wouldn't surprise me if she was headed there. They were always such good friends. Maybe I should go see if the White Queen wrote anything on her facebook wall.
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