the living experiments of the secret scavenger people

Secrets of Puppet Play (by Scratchy Granny)

2007-12-08T08:01:00.001-08:00

Voodoll Puppets:
1. known by The Secret Scavenger People (SSP)
2. also have pins stuck in them -
but are distinctively dissimilar to "voodoo" puppets,
although also magical (muti-creatures)...

(this one's got slinging arms)

(i like his shorts.)
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Uncle Bubba and the Little Owl

2007-12-08T06:47:00.000-08:00

Uncle Bubba walks into the lost spaces of the world
where forgotten tree castles and scraptreasures go.
Places overgrown and invaded by creatures and... things.
and he loses the ways of people and gets lost from the world.

That's when he finds the little owl.

Hello little owl, Uncle Bubba says to the owl.
(The little owl is too little to say anything back.)
Its mother is gone, thinks Uncle Bubba. Fallen from his nest above, hmmm...

So he takes the owl with him,
hoping to find help for his little friend.

What's that? asks a girl who looks remarkably like a tigermonkey.
It's my friend, the little owl, says Bubba. I want to help him.
Well, isn't that what tigermonkeys do?
What?
Anything!
What, who's a tigermonkey?
YOU.
I think you're the tigermonkey.
I think YOU're the tigermonkey.
What?

The girl laughed really loud. Bubba thought she was funny.

Can you climb trees? she asks.
Bubba nods, unsurely.
And make muti?
Muti?

Do you know Scratchy Granny?
Who? What? Bubba's brain is spinning. This girl makes no sense.

And then she runs off.

That was quite confusing, says Bubba to his little owl friend.

Come-on!!! he hears the girl shout.
And he runs after her, for some reason. Owl tucked in his pocket, he starts climbing deeper into the overgrown world...

FOLLOW STORY [click->]

wet behind the ears baby!

2007-11-28T15:58:00.000-08:00

The world will open itself to us is we run into it with blissfully ignorant childish ambitions.

So we can turn ourselves into tigermonkeys. And make a living from hyperactive creative procrastination. Crash an amphibious pirate ship in some mountain valley and call it our home. And form a rugged band of deviant creative mavericks that will save the world through guerilla circus-play tactics.

Yes, children say nipples. They also draw on walls and break into scary places and mingle with all sorts of hoogieboogies that all those mature oafs called 'adults' have chosen to avoid. They are filled with fantastic and dirty goodness. Pure idol of innocence? I think not.

Talking about children, I've tried my hand at a little Christmas narrative...

NO JINGLES PLEASE (by storm boy)

The Imaculate Conception

me and my lady made a little baby.
(not quite sure how this will go down with the extended family)

Gold, Incence and Myrrh

making a life
means
making a life

and my relationship with money isn't as fruitful as it could be.

CV Horrors

previous employment experience: spilling champagne on the laps of bourgeois-wannabees while doodling on docket books to pass the time.

references: please don't call anyone i've worked for.

Gospel from Scratch

on christmasday 2007
the air will be full of jingles
about a child being born
about hope for the world
and i will be flying way overhead...

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November 22

had my face painted as a tiger
my visa got approved
found out my baby's heartbeat - 160bpm
its expected birthdate - june 12 2008

and then Uncle Bubba, who thinks he's a tigermonkey
goes for a walk
to this LITTLE OVERGROWN PLAYPARK:
FOLLOW, QUICK!