My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 29

My head is full of nonsense and monsters. These are a few of them. First we have failure dancing a jig, he is always on my mind. Then there is the part of me that should be kept in a mental institution(personally I think all of us has one of those). Then here in the back of my mind in a dimly lit room is my two headed monster Depression and Pain. They get out a lot more than I would like. Then we have Anger, He is always shouting at others but I am the only one that hears him. He would like me to rant and rave just like him. In the back is where I keep all my Stress. These little monsters are a constant pain in my neck. And finally the one who lives under the stairs. I have never let him out, actually he scares me. He whispers to me in the dark, Things I cannot repeat. Some of these monsters get lose every now and then. Some, hopefully, never will, but they do all reside here in my mind.

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 28

This is Phil, he is a Mini Minotaur. I picked him up as a baby, on one of my Bigfoot (Yeti) expeditions to Belgium. More well known for its waffles, it is my goal to makeBelgium the Sasquatch capital of the world. Anyway I digress, not have found the proof of a large bi-pedal hominid, I picked up Phil to ease my pain. You can really find anything on the black market, except Yeti's. So I brought him home and built a little labyrinth for him to live in. At the center of this maze I placed my most valuable possession, Reese's peanut butter cups. Ask my wife I really do treasure them, and now I have a little monster to guard them for me. That is if I remember to feed him other wise he'll eat all of my Reese's.

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 27

This Image combines some of my greatest fears, Clown, Kangaroos, and TNT. I don't have to tell you that the thought of getting an exploding pie to the face is terrifying. Australia has some of the deadliest spiders, and snakes on the planet. but you never hear about the CLOWNAROO. It hops though the outback praying on its unsuspecting victims, with a pie to the face. and when the laughing is done you explode.

(FYI. I am not really afraid of Clown, or Kangaroos. I am on the other hand frightened at the thought of blowing up).

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 26

No matter what you do, toy bunnies always return.

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 25

We all know the song, a creature descending on us from above. Frightened for our lives we begin to run, only to be stopped by a voice assuring us safety. The creature approaches, and asks if we know a rock and roll band he could join. Later we see him on t.v. playing music from the horn on his head, all is well. Alas my friends, the truth is much more grim. This one eyed one horned flying purple people-eater, does not just eat purple. To let you in on a well known fact THERE ARE NO SUCH THINGS AS PURPLE!!!!. So I suggest if you see this flying monstrosity do not be fooled by his charming personality, nor his brilliant horn play. He is a deadly beast that just wants to consume you. The song was a marketing ploy to make people think that these things are cute, and cuddly. Just like Hollywood did with Vampires. A love struck vampire, Please give me a break. Stupid Twilight ruined vampires for ever. If I was a vampire (and I might be, I haven't got the blood work back) I would eat tha writter for macking my species look like pansies, nobody is afraid of things that sparkle. You never hear "AAAAAGH it's sparkling, run for your lives". On the contrary things that sparkle are fun, for example, cider, jelly shoes, and cheerleader outfits.

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 24

Today was my wife's birthday, she turned 30+, so this is really her little nightmare.

My FLUFFY little NIGHTMARE!!! DAY 23

The Chupacabra, the goat sucker. Some say it is a mythical beast, born of imagination to scare children into staying in their beds at night. I wholeheartedly disagree. It was a lonely stretch of road many a year ago. It was a calm, dark night as I drove through highway 191 in southern Utah aka route 666. My eyes grew heavy and my sight was dim, I had to stop for the night. Somewhere between sleep and reality, I heard a blood curdling scream. I bolted up, as my eyes adjusted to the blackness , there in the distance I saw him. The creature approached. I colud not belive my eyes, was it a cougar, a wolf, or coyote, by its stature perhaps a small bear. This could not be a figure seldom seen and rarely survived. It was the dreaded Chupacabra (I knew this had to be because of my vast knowledge of cryptozoology). He came right up to my window, frozen with fear I could just watch in unbelief. Was this how it was to end eaten on this lonely stretch of road. I look into his eyes and saw pain. He opened his mouth. This was it! I sat ready to meet my fate. But wait, the teeth did not descend upon me. On closer inspection I notices he had a goats leg stuck between his teeth. I rolled down my window, and gently removed the obstruction. He took his leave, but turned to look back, his glance was one that said thanks, you are safe. For now. Needless to say I was awake and returned home that verey night, and I made great time.