tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177286722024-03-07T00:56:11.704-08:00Sock MontyAdventurings of a very spoiled Sock Monkey & his friends...Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-71754108169696780882012-04-29T09:44:00.002-07:002012-04-29T09:46:23.829-07:00Lumpy's here!<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;">Wow! I have been an Grandma's House with my best friend Lumpy, and I haven't written in ages! Lumpy is now here at my house visiting me, and I will try to have some good adventures to write about...</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-19759475627642676722012-01-15T14:48:00.000-08:002012-04-29T09:45:10.323-07:00time flies when you're not paying attention...<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
Wow. it's been a while... Um. I will gather the thoughts in my brain - clear some of the dust off some of the fluff - and maybe try to post some new stuff, eh...</div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-21776372980392509302009-09-30T15:34:00.001-07:002009-09-30T15:34:50.820-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">Mum has a surprise for me...?</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-37684721930678602832009-07-01T23:36:00.000-07:002009-07-02T01:12:02.036-07:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivNG758dnBHniYXDF1V98at-Bnobc6wIZaLzkVFcC4gpPFJ2QcqJ5_N5dFHBPLJE1YKkctPXMpSRdXiKTrbf9UA5gWvl6QZzgQlFYsU3LVWTxoq4tKVSnlRLy4tvzT1YhcPx73/s1600-h/IMGP2621.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353758032165121458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivNG758dnBHniYXDF1V98at-Bnobc6wIZaLzkVFcC4gpPFJ2QcqJ5_N5dFHBPLJE1YKkctPXMpSRdXiKTrbf9UA5gWvl6QZzgQlFYsU3LVWTxoq4tKVSnlRLy4tvzT1YhcPx73/s200/IMGP2621.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-family:courier new;">The other weekend I went to a very fun and wonderful event!</span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfTlmH3PKmop0Hg4DKSBrbPBW-It87dA74LPcDb-4IpOk4lG5pAUT1QODlFiwtCYmZ0zISWcs5eQgaQEeLwDnhicfuOu4bj5nq3um0yQEHsXi6w_GAk4MyMWaXbx5F3yp74xq6/s1600-h/IMGP2617.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353757093081940354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfTlmH3PKmop0Hg4DKSBrbPBW-It87dA74LPcDb-4IpOk4lG5pAUT1QODlFiwtCYmZ0zISWcs5eQgaQEeLwDnhicfuOu4bj5nq3um0yQEHsXi6w_GAk4MyMWaXbx5F3yp74xq6/s320/IMGP2617.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">There was a Sock-Monk-A-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Thon</span> nearby at the big <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Universityschoolplace</span> in a very nice courtyard with a big tent and wooden tables. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">It was for OPERATION SOCK MONKEY! </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi1c7v3hFlTypNjDCEBk-rAQ9vEnu5coo0tuZ-tW4gxIsEnXqRXlHVEugYEcX67TZOfZZ2LgaQPIhmSPQiQT_KtbHGIX0pg3N2fRULx3MrPqS6YIEVveTDbwPYAocN3cHW24F6/s1600-h/IMGP2609.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353750392782796274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi1c7v3hFlTypNjDCEBk-rAQ9vEnu5coo0tuZ-tW4gxIsEnXqRXlHVEugYEcX67TZOfZZ2LgaQPIhmSPQiQT_KtbHGIX0pg3N2fRULx3MrPqS6YIEVveTDbwPYAocN3cHW24F6/s320/IMGP2609.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">That's were people come & make Sock Monkeys with the help of my friend <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lindsey</span>, and the Monkeys get to go to Africa with Clowns and they are adopted by young people there! </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjws1FPjjvd_V9lKrjprTM5X-_tD2WIhgAjDKXeDBXI0MC3iGW-AuhD_5nRmkomLPfjjwUJgDy1LHqPdb-l5zE1JMIAbjDJ6D8pD9Gg3EhLyv5Q9rnXJGbIwUkQtA8Z6sZ3E98j/s1600-h/IMGP2612.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353750397802045554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjws1FPjjvd_V9lKrjprTM5X-_tD2WIhgAjDKXeDBXI0MC3iGW-AuhD_5nRmkomLPfjjwUJgDy1LHqPdb-l5zE1JMIAbjDJ6D8pD9Gg3EhLyv5Q9rnXJGbIwUkQtA8Z6sZ3E98j/s320/IMGP2612.JPG" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">There were a bunch of different people there, some who knew all about the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">wonderfulness</span> of Sock Monkeys, and some who were learning things for the first time.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">This was Mum and my second time going to Operation Sock Monkey, and Mum said she wasn't going to let me make my own Monkey, too, because she said it would take both of us too long, so we would just make one together, but when we got there she choose a grey socks with rainbow stripes &<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WgNIxHSbd3rqF-H1i4ziesaGQVZ_SNymv9HqcG-Quph5c9hg_-J5VA-PYZMlUAegoXwYTnMWvufPn44OinRKF_7ELtz9sFcKveBe1kAf3daktFLjs4Ev0z5FUP1GzgPSwmQv/s1600-h/IMGP2614.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353750410544849314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WgNIxHSbd3rqF-H1i4ziesaGQVZ_SNymv9HqcG-Quph5c9hg_-J5VA-PYZMlUAegoXwYTnMWvufPn44OinRKF_7ELtz9sFcKveBe1kAf3daktFLjs4Ev0z5FUP1GzgPSwmQv/s320/IMGP2614.JPG" /></span></a> I saw a white socks with black heel & toe & spots, and I thought it would be so amazingly wonderful if I could make a spotty dog </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">- </span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">like a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Dalmation</span>! -</span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">with it, and I begged and pleaded as she started her grey and rainbow socks, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNRUDwtu2KWu9g_OxWsfcjVAMUOdKKPAnDQneFdNjFA5bPUzqdL5eq8yppX9B9ePiKZ21B9qELw_n-ZzT_SyV0o3RrLbkod9_UWQc_cmfFQ8z2JLuy8de7pCrd4iqtuKmo0ou/s1600-h/IMGP2616.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353750417858725250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNRUDwtu2KWu9g_OxWsfcjVAMUOdKKPAnDQneFdNjFA5bPUzqdL5eq8yppX9B9ePiKZ21B9qELw_n-ZzT_SyV0o3RrLbkod9_UWQc_cmfFQ8z2JLuy8de7pCrd4iqtuKmo0ou/s320/IMGP2616.JPG" /></span></a>and I promised to be very fast and sew really good and quickly and how very very wonderful would a Sock Dog be and my best friend Lumpy is a Sock Dog, and wouldn't it be a shame if the spotty socks didn't get made into a Dog because how perfect would that be and it would be wrong if it wasn't a Dog and I really really wanted to make my own anyway because I was so proud of my very first Sock Monkey who already lives in Africa and I really wanted to do a Dog in honour of my friend Lumpy and create a wonderful friend for someone small in Africa who wants a Dog...</span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353757098710092082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNUt0GSn5IAmqU0r6Y8UuRrVKANb5ib3LQe7-ZtvcD45ADluMmVtO-I6XNP6yVVrRUWuBuzdxTZl0PtX9KG0ZPax7V4_SvGCYgmqlNav_g2C5n6eAhS2v1Dq87SgzgSBjCDGg/s320/IMGP2619.JPG" />And of course I won her over so Mum said I could make a Sock Dog. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span>! </span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">I sewed very carefully, and only stabbed myself a few times, and Mum helped just a little bit, but I made the second best Sock Dog ever!</span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">(That's because Lumpy is the first best. And Actually, Pointy and Byrd and Claude are all best Sock Dogs, too, but my little Sock Dog is pretty special anyway!)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4Gm-6wbCznxQLHniRdxucNffLUnMfAxZmbRCI5kkr0fDHrbJPVSf4yXdPqdeEzWBqtT6wbtfxS0c54QohHnGsdU2m3b3sNQzZb65cMyAzz6_KHk95Dg7cSRA9fP-NyiZGCH5/s1600-h/IMGP2631.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353757729941915858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4Gm-6wbCznxQLHniRdxucNffLUnMfAxZmbRCI5kkr0fDHrbJPVSf4yXdPqdeEzWBqtT6wbtfxS0c54QohHnGsdU2m3b3sNQzZb65cMyAzz6_KHk95Dg7cSRA9fP-NyiZGCH5/s200/IMGP2631.JPG" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEt0ChUPV8x_xniBeAJgdT_2mcSOUmmECNxl3GzlIibXvUhec4M_eJXQR7DtYe7ZWGzMr32Vo5tBMk8MFaeOw6h1ApmOu3qF5xzHdENbUZbpbOtI2eHQ3T9H5iGynrbvgXpJo/s1600-h/IMGP2627.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353771791113860210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEt0ChUPV8x_xniBeAJgdT_2mcSOUmmECNxl3GzlIibXvUhec4M_eJXQR7DtYe7ZWGzMr32Vo5tBMk8MFaeOw6h1ApmOu3qF5xzHdENbUZbpbOtI2eHQ3T9H5iGynrbvgXpJo/s200/IMGP2627.JPG" /></a>I didn't name him because whoever becomes his Mommy or Daddy in Africa will get to. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">Mum didn't name the Monkey she made either, but I did hear some of the people there say the Monkey looked like she was wearing a seventies disco jumpsuit (whatever that means) and said she looked like a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Dancersize</span> Monkey. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">She has closed eyes and Mum said she is sleepy after lots of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">discodancing</span> and exercising.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg58Ghr_YsmAmdBzNcBeGlTWQ8zzSLHH8mYD4glwoDThi12boYW1nr1kp8BB64GruRb8Ow1zm1VLQIxzzv4670IGDBk2cRSx7xaz8jFpl9hf5-VjqWnweIJUbXKSIzRpFSFBvM_/s1600-h/IMGP2636.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353757109428127442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg58Ghr_YsmAmdBzNcBeGlTWQ8zzSLHH8mYD4glwoDThi12boYW1nr1kp8BB64GruRb8Ow1zm1VLQIxzzv4670IGDBk2cRSx7xaz8jFpl9hf5-VjqWnweIJUbXKSIzRpFSFBvM_/s320/IMGP2636.JPG" /></span></a>After I finished sewing I hung around a little with a cool Sock Wolf. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">He is hanging around with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lindsey</span> for a while, but he </span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">told me he's waiting for a particular person. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">He has nice whiskers, and a very long nose! </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">He told me he's like to go on a tour of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Distilleries</span> of Scotland, and like to taste exotic beers, and I'm not really into that sort of stuff (Mum won't let me try it - and I'm not sure he's old enough either!) but it was fun to talk about!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Y9e-yS6wAMZH6dNB_-SpEuxUMlOi2G3dXGFkP5la-__TF8_xWHh07oKNjv0c5j7S-1DzsgKd2fVLiFmAqKKf9S_YPe0WU1y6_wsOvhyphenhyphenL910auUFmmeTzOvvnCU5FzlsrD71d/s1600-h/IMGP2634.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353771341634699954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Y9e-yS6wAMZH6dNB_-SpEuxUMlOi2G3dXGFkP5la-__TF8_xWHh07oKNjv0c5j7S-1DzsgKd2fVLiFmAqKKf9S_YPe0WU1y6_wsOvhyphenhyphenL910auUFmmeTzOvvnCU5FzlsrD71d/s320/IMGP2634.JPG" /></a> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">Together he and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lindsey</span> will take care of all the Sock Monkeys and my Sock Doggy, and then the Clowns will escort the Monkeys and my Doggy to Africa to find them Families!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.operationsockmonkey.com/"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">www.operationsockmonkey.com</span></a></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-56712401387629322032009-06-28T22:22:00.000-07:002009-06-28T22:44:28.806-07:00Summer<img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352617739312095458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNIC6tQq6ZVnYiG0E1v6CJT8V7dEfi4jlZLXcdQeqpC_5YqeY0Mdpa-0K6j3OiZydbbM7nAQjKAR9zvB8WHI8ZoE18P12Ik71EIDQSNzwR4edaqijwQpxXZHl-Yahu2u842RwN/s400/IMGP2736.JPG" />Oh the Summer is so hot and sleepy! I am very jealous of my best friend Lumpy who has his own pool! The Subhuman tells me I cannot put one here. But we don't even have a tub! If I want to cool off, I have to fill the sink with cold water or sneak into the freezer and eat ice cream...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpBvJDrM7LAR6tD5tE0i8g1tMfgjUb0XiU1mw64g_ij4cnvHnO0Kn4YwbGvJQSm4RhK-QGPmIuzA0mn1wWJWPXSTc2d6FL3ccD7t802Xdnszun-EQFJm2tQAQi4qSomWZKD25E/s1600-h/IMGP2739.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352617746224445186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpBvJDrM7LAR6tD5tE0i8g1tMfgjUb0XiU1mw64g_ij4cnvHnO0Kn4YwbGvJQSm4RhK-QGPmIuzA0mn1wWJWPXSTc2d6FL3ccD7t802Xdnszun-EQFJm2tQAQi4qSomWZKD25E/s400/IMGP2739.JPG" /></a>Mum is, as usual, sewing things. I really have no idea what she's making. Not Monkeys right now. I have been entertaining my American Cousin Ellery, who is a Rockford Red Heel Sock Monkey! She is very young, and a bit bossy, but excellent at getting into mischief! Rockfords are nice brown socks that aren't made here in Canada like proper wool work socks, and Ellery has a big mouth! She really likes to laugh and tells good jokes!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7PJnjq4S_0C8xe0VU5hBsuXHXLaNF6r2NiMBPLYH5B9C5G0tbrqJOm9hC0CO0_SvYz6jwffxSClmLvLApom7Lup1vN0atSHipt1Loe55K7ythgAE8ZJnaKsGcLXfRvaxOBIoc/s1600-h/IMGP2733.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352617751585287602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7PJnjq4S_0C8xe0VU5hBsuXHXLaNF6r2NiMBPLYH5B9C5G0tbrqJOm9hC0CO0_SvYz6jwffxSClmLvLApom7Lup1vN0atSHipt1Loe55K7ythgAE8ZJnaKsGcLXfRvaxOBIoc/s400/IMGP2733.JPG" /></a>We went to visit my friends from Operation Sock Monkey, who were at this funny arty place called The Workroom, which is very very far away. I think we walked for hours to get there! Well, Mum walked - Ellery rode in a pocket and I had my red backpack to ride in! When we got there I got to show Ellery pictures of Africa, where the Monkeys get sent to play with clowns and live with little children there, and I even got to introduce her to my friend I made, Sock Puppy! I will post pictures of when I made him! I sewed him myself! (You can see him here in the picture in the basket. He is white and black spotty, and I am standing behind him. Ellery made a friend with a Bunny! They are in the suitcase! She didn't sew anybody; she just met them.)<br /><br />Ellery and I had a great day. It's fun being a tour guide and introducing new friends!Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-74081707781954068872009-03-09T22:57:00.000-07:002009-03-09T23:03:34.811-07:00my Grandmama<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinre7WKZxEYxbRSn4TbH2uoY8l3Y8lzHp4fcEJa75153RxRrXxEaPn_Cb0oWYoKrl6oGFhneiPU04_dU_zmMwcZj30zAtGe7tNfkmjcF2o83UKph5ZnHCBye7JQ1kUPrFxeOV6/s1600-h/DSCF4319.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311435594313945826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinre7WKZxEYxbRSn4TbH2uoY8l3Y8lzHp4fcEJa75153RxRrXxEaPn_Cb0oWYoKrl6oGFhneiPU04_dU_zmMwcZj30zAtGe7tNfkmjcF2o83UKph5ZnHCBye7JQ1kUPrFxeOV6/s400/DSCF4319.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">I have the awesomest Grandmama! She always gets me things, and has the biggest house in the world, not to mention her very own wine store! She lives with my bestest buddy, Lumpy, and plays with us whenever I come and visit. Which isn't as often as I would like...</span></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-38534302146986239862009-03-09T22:32:00.000-07:002009-03-09T22:52:58.758-07:00I'm back! And wready to wright!<span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">So, I have been a busy little monkey, adventuring and stuff, for the last while. I have been bugging Mum to keep up with my blogging, but she has been busy too. I've been so busy I don't even know where to begin! I was on tv... I got a scooter (awesome!)... Lumpy and me hung out together (we rock!)... We visited a hospital and Lumpy got to remove Mum's brain (just kidding!)... I went cross-country skiing... I even made my own little baby Sock Monkey, which I sent to Africa (Wow!)... I think I might even go waaaayyyyy back in time, and find some really old pictures! Or maybe I will travel thru stories randomly in time! Does it even matter!?<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311430253416567426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKn2uDOnVZWfuACahuSgaY8RFtenzGBWsetq7bZVNe_KSNIgQ-k87J0DfT9oRjEIOyu-9Ofq4WVC8ly-mZr85D97PTbOB0qEQIdTaVfnmQqeGBUOjv0ueEnyMTLS0WGRooRKOS/s400/DSCF3264.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">First, tho, I would like to say how wonderful it is to be a Sock Monkey! I don't take up a lot of room. I don't eat much. My own personal banana tree fits in the house. And it's great just being ME, too! I own lots of clothes. I have my own scooter, hats, leather boots, buttons, and for Christmas, I even got a shirt with my own name on it from my own Grandma, (also known as Commander Mom by other people)! Lumpy has a matching one. Well, with HIS name, not mine on it! I have many different, fun friends and I love them all</span><span style="font-family:courier new;">! Hi to them all! I'm going to go look at pictures now, and see what I want to write about...</span></p>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-22251087622596754882008-03-27T21:37:00.000-07:002008-03-27T21:43:33.426-07:00trapped!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDUtmL1CUBBlEqA-XKfbjY8CvBMZHiLg1FSk-aPeXdy88IH665gu1-Dn7riRDvg31gqnUTusZ6FMyimhjfbK6u2Hz0hqiRnqjEHq6-Q85OSoLqbGDGkQbxO_fb43LtXx22PTn/s1600-h/DSCF7112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182647182648953026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDUtmL1CUBBlEqA-XKfbjY8CvBMZHiLg1FSk-aPeXdy88IH665gu1-Dn7riRDvg31gqnUTusZ6FMyimhjfbK6u2Hz0hqiRnqjEHq6-Q85OSoLqbGDGkQbxO_fb43LtXx22PTn/s400/DSCF7112.JPG" border="0" /></a> Help! We are trapped inside a cabinet!<br /><div></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-88323448648491639332008-03-27T20:51:00.000-07:002008-03-27T21:44:41.376-07:00old beer making things<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkobD2-PRh4dx7BBxUQnUnsJ2qyb8Ip4Ou7GGW1IAzVsxq2niYxJ86s3c-0s-v1FK7-vc7vS37_xLtUSM_wP0D0RSo8I81GOX9K02oLisYw7VYUkIxgaRX_bzDDLxDomcoqaS/s1600-h/DSCF7107.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182645426007328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkobD2-PRh4dx7BBxUQnUnsJ2qyb8Ip4Ou7GGW1IAzVsxq2niYxJ86s3c-0s-v1FK7-vc7vS37_xLtUSM_wP0D0RSo8I81GOX9K02oLisYw7VYUkIxgaRX_bzDDLxDomcoqaS/s200/DSCF7107.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ie7vYmfezK4dzgwS6Oa5-CC3Uf6kBud1ZcFAK1B5jv2xzqBbW8TV-M_ZaA17RmFmBULYIWsTfp1YTA6TUH8fZiz1GURbECXVRMbz-RsehdRAKTPQDpiIFki8AfRisuEIl3nW/s1600-h/DSCF7100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182644051617794194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ie7vYmfezK4dzgwS6Oa5-CC3Uf6kBud1ZcFAK1B5jv2xzqBbW8TV-M_ZaA17RmFmBULYIWsTfp1YTA6TUH8fZiz1GURbECXVRMbz-RsehdRAKTPQDpiIFki8AfRisuEIl3nW/s200/DSCF7100.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">So, one day I went to Kitchener, where my Mum is frum,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Ca8eUj8mH8kMqjbt6zNV_XB29CO-IEyy2RXLzzRuiFsd2GEQyDdIYmxSyPiLaZeedk4zGQryhb15TiZauUMo0_JVDxkpPKqAxkZkq8sKwfAqla-BHUCnaUxd80HJcnxJVXb2/s1600-h/DSCF7076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182636324971628498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Ca8eUj8mH8kMqjbt6zNV_XB29CO-IEyy2RXLzzRuiFsd2GEQyDdIYmxSyPiLaZeedk4zGQryhb15TiZauUMo0_JVDxkpPKqAxkZkq8sKwfAqla-BHUCnaUxd80HJcnxJVXb2/s200/DSCF7076.JPG" border="0" /></a> and she visited a friend who took her to see his office, which is in a fancy building where people used to make beer. Some of the stuff for beer-making is still there. (There's a neat Library of some sort in there, too.)</span><br /><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXlbKNpYJob0RG_eQeccAwcCj4OcV-nzHmV_wlBBUXI2C_VFSwDeAdrZ3bvi3JvO8s802VyDIAeiJPFVQhGdFcfrg_Br3unp-oUpAJNzjDXFJhDFmNVPF_CgE-eD18ApcsbsX/s1600-h/DSCF7097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182644012963088514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXlbKNpYJob0RG_eQeccAwcCj4OcV-nzHmV_wlBBUXI2C_VFSwDeAdrZ3bvi3JvO8s802VyDIAeiJPFVQhGdFcfrg_Br3unp-oUpAJNzjDXFJhDFmNVPF_CgE-eD18ApcsbsX/s200/DSCF7097.JPG" border="0" /></a>We went with Lumpy and Pointy, and we had a swell time climbing on things.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj25vhuorHtIh_0cVXtwQPpin20up_RxCQ-RKsh2KjYnaINL4DoF8okgXTWvV2RDwCWrNrBucs_lhlTJhQ-jHh9u9aQESYu92p9WR9ssIYYroNXG1RaKpFwsNxxDIjuCf0zL8/s1600-h/DSCF7061.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182636316381693874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj25vhuorHtIh_0cVXtwQPpin20up_RxCQ-RKsh2KjYnaINL4DoF8okgXTWvV2RDwCWrNrBucs_lhlTJhQ-jHh9u9aQESYu92p9WR9ssIYYroNXG1RaKpFwsNxxDIjuCf0zL8/s200/DSCF7061.JPG" border="0" /></span></a> I'm not that keen on beer, but I'm certainly keen on things I can climb on! </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">It was night, and hardly anyone was in the building, so we took a full tour and got to see a lot of rooms. The best part were the walls <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyunuqK22VAmxFn1H4yiOXdmVhjXV4Mna0u2K5Aje0CTGptXmZfeKfTL4M4Us8zWxglSPSuWn8cPke4dku-CkRK4VacLYcBmhW3Hn8807weU-FYRMcoHtHDVw2BZF7wHicnUC/s1600-h/DSCF7070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182636320676661186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyunuqK22VAmxFn1H4yiOXdmVhjXV4Mna0u2K5Aje0CTGptXmZfeKfTL4M4Us8zWxglSPSuWn8cPke4dku-CkRK4VacLYcBmhW3Hn8807weU-FYRMcoHtHDVw2BZF7wHicnUC/s200/DSCF7070.JPG" border="0" /></a>of barrels (which used to be barrels of beer, but now are all empty)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1d4-nXMy-Q59SSsde9Q9-mttdBe0Ah_0IPq925_qof0SIACieF3fyBHmI4ocERQV08fNTuV1Nf0iTUqhxH5ojShNTOrs1S_AA02SoEIyS28EqjPioY8z3BXvSmxx0t_ur3wyU/s1600-h/DSCF7072.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182643845459363922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1d4-nXMy-Q59SSsde9Q9-mttdBe0Ah_0IPq925_qof0SIACieF3fyBHmI4ocERQV08fNTuV1Nf0iTUqhxH5ojShNTOrs1S_AA02SoEIyS28EqjPioY8z3BXvSmxx0t_ur3wyU/s200/DSCF7072.JPG" border="0" /></a> and the big copper thingamys, where I guess they did beer-making stuff in.</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> The big copper thingamys don't do anything anymore but look shiny and fancy.</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">It was a really neat place, with different levels and inside balconies and high ceilings and stairs going this way and that. I wonder what it was like when they made beer there? Now there are offices and computers there, and I have no idea what people there make now.</span> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjlOJV7csy0jXY0M__U17X5yQOGMFHeiRGAHd6BC71CqOC4fbQKqvSFtlVOsoTeVN7erKKydzvg_5L6MXfxYKlhISTDfLL6-C7qGJpT9ddaPp17gRTrcAXyF2zPoRiUs-_2yG/s1600-h/DSCF7068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182636329266595826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjlOJV7csy0jXY0M__U17X5yQOGMFHeiRGAHd6BC71CqOC4fbQKqvSFtlVOsoTeVN7erKKydzvg_5L6MXfxYKlhISTDfLL6-C7qGJpT9ddaPp17gRTrcAXyF2zPoRiUs-_2yG/s200/DSCF7068.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtjwiv9YbRIMhtAXHIIUxtDVTiqxCUpAH4BlnFIyVg4MkuFe_n0EXZJ-Wu4chlwmxVijEsFANPCh4o6F5GCqt-dGMARxSHkBo6wcPK-aK2pSLtZWsTkuxJeCiuGGw-UN0mfMO/s1600-h/DSCF7080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182643909883873378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtjwiv9YbRIMhtAXHIIUxtDVTiqxCUpAH4BlnFIyVg4MkuFe_n0EXZJ-Wu4chlwmxVijEsFANPCh4o6F5GCqt-dGMARxSHkBo6wcPK-aK2pSLtZWsTkuxJeCiuGGw-UN0mfMO/s200/DSCF7080.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mum's friends name is Dave, and his Sweetie is Lisa. They're a very nice couple and Dave turned lights on and off for us. We had gotten take-out fud and they sat in Dave's officeplace and ate while Lumpy, Pointy and I played.</span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">We played tag and hide&goseek. Pointy's the best at tag because she's so fast! And I'm the best at hide&goseek just because, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXTLMgdtKIf2HDL0UBP5hTJTsP9w7ywjKxZe5IHsmnmv25zQKHRzj5evPlHpTrVOpvqBR2MD9D8vpDYEGByBktPze-593Hw9W81QUTu5Esabm9HByB7QpUliakgoU2yVShG5ok/s1600-h/DSCF7089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182643944243611762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXTLMgdtKIf2HDL0UBP5hTJTsP9w7ywjKxZe5IHsmnmv25zQKHRzj5evPlHpTrVOpvqBR2MD9D8vpDYEGByBktPze-593Hw9W81QUTu5Esabm9HByB7QpUliakgoU2yVShG5ok/s200/DSCF7089.JPG" border="0" /></a>but I like<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4H_5_gbV3Vu602SYRYIhMRP8jwUXj2d3PXS7mfXaKCXrefmJmTEPtfkk6UAmaYRFXYzFFxDjZ5qX125WYpROWpuUYpnP9BedC_juz26AlE0mIp01kEm3mZHJofdQWp_p8GZj8/s1600-h/DSCF7091.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182636329266595810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4H_5_gbV3Vu602SYRYIhMRP8jwUXj2d3PXS7mfXaKCXrefmJmTEPtfkk6UAmaYRFXYzFFxDjZ5qX125WYpROWpuUYpnP9BedC_juz26AlE0mIp01kEm3mZHJofdQWp_p8GZj8/s200/DSCF7091.JPG" border="0" /></a> seeking just as much as hiding because just like I know where to hide, I know where all the good places to look are!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182645438892230834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDKIoIklvYhz8oKlCa8E2h4b5aomGI6wJhp-evQEwu021kNzS84EBKxC8_VYaL8tFquOaBJjkOzmXTxQyvOvP-na5xOKWGReajE45EHp8ZfjApHfivUa3fUU_pf53EzdfDfo7f/s200/DSCF7109.JPG" border="0" /></span><br /><br /></p><div></div></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-54118742370223106602008-03-27T20:37:00.000-07:002008-03-27T20:51:03.531-07:00winters end<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182632502450734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBMF7hv42rAyAJ5p8-1FwhXV-SRTdQCHeVuA3KVbF-UnrTzbvtNGzF6XB5dc57XTT1SPfobs8TG5k7tXhMEUReI1prDtlAfiDa8xPodTY6dtbusTqBNQH4ImPpF-gkH2PmaWiI/s320/DSCF6897.JPG" border="0" />Hello! After such a long time away, it feels good to be typing again. It's not like I've been very many places, I've just been doing different things... Reading books. Drawing pictures. I got caught up on a bit of my novel writing (nothing ready for publishing yet!) Mum's been busy, and even Grandma, so I've just had to come up with my own things to do. Winter was lovely and I did a lot of walking...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPJfrOzzn3wSKyU0BMcyKcF5OSbTfSclVZX5AV-Ud83P6bfveJ5QZh4edSEQagsxMk-nnyONZ5doI4qaw8HwxvmLUrqWW6Occ1ZQRjiCn0YRFC6YKpFJ3lUCvgB2dbW3W6YXj3/s1600-h/DSCF6906.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLxp-fuxcUWAqgRWvmrQ6ASvGgk-lDtgN8m8ibKO15MJ-kifVtJKlc6aS7gw-eVioiayWGDixrFmtv84Ur7QsuijJexlSa8Ah9oVxUMWnXXgB304eox9GJplW1qNKk76ie1xV/s1600-h/DSCF6920.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182632511040669586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLxp-fuxcUWAqgRWvmrQ6ASvGgk-lDtgN8m8ibKO15MJ-kifVtJKlc6aS7gw-eVioiayWGDixrFmtv84Ur7QsuijJexlSa8Ah9oVxUMWnXXgB304eox9GJplW1qNKk76ie1xV/s320/DSCF6920.JPG" border="0" /></a> I liked the snow. It was crisp and sometimes sqeaky. People decorated their trees. I took pictures. Mum has so many cameras that I was able to take one to play with. I like how snow makes everything quiet and slow. I like being bundled up in my warm sweater, watching the snowflakes drift down from so far away, I can't see where they start.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5Dop_VktroJiaq4ls90YoGizjWf_kSOENHe4-zfJNj8WkeOOnn07zVQhIdup48EZ9U1qrzGgzmc2jmWaLRaIqlsNkYRlPqAh3POisqIjpnzhGwSwi82HsSI7d7nuAr9VUzPg/s1600-h/DSCF6867.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182632515335636898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5Dop_VktroJiaq4ls90YoGizjWf_kSOENHe4-zfJNj8WkeOOnn07zVQhIdup48EZ9U1qrzGgzmc2jmWaLRaIqlsNkYRlPqAh3POisqIjpnzhGwSwi82HsSI7d7nuAr9VUzPg/s320/DSCF6867.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-25397139747310276792007-09-07T08:35:00.000-07:002007-09-07T08:42:39.650-07:00Hello from the Library! I have been camping and picnicking all summer long at the Parliament Library! Thay have computers here, and I keep meaning to write on my blogthing, but I forgot the password! Turns out my friend Fuu knew it all along! I can't post any pictures because my Mum has the camera. I am reading books! I am going to be the smartest monkey ever! <br /><br />But I miss my pal Lumpy. And my Mum. I want to go picnicking with them...Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-72935861753584931342007-05-06T21:00:00.000-07:002007-05-06T21:16:12.351-07:00angels in Toronto<div><span style="font-family:courier new;">My Mum has been very bad lately, and not making any Sock Monkeys at all! Instead, she has been photographing angels! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061666556640109970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoj7KRt5jqhfEL6VuqA2aDsZkcomhME4UFvlgOTIPwc0aZmIM9pOIkAs01ZGGTfQoujjGbVYphV0jIPCqUsNXkO2E88vJ3BO2BvKRjEeBdfnVAIm_KXQMU9z0YcspuMTr5MdGq/s200/UofT+tiny+1.jpg" border="0" />She has an art show up this month at a place called Dark Horse Expresso Bar (682 Queen Street in Toronto, at Queen and Broadview) where they make fancy coffees. Mum really likes the tea there. The show is part of "Contact", thi really big city-wide photography festival. I think the angels are kind of funny. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061666560935077282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDu9ahwhzTH_9SReWZSQb4OAqrwo3T9HvDtRZnDcfVNRK8InOvFhFePuOvwgChYoP_lomUZZFJVWCGgRVBNhekPFRz-kcNWLuevK5cSklrYTieGkieAzToO00xWqr9CONd9Tbv/s200/Angelina+on+white+1tiny.jpg" border="0" />In one picture, the angel is running like he's about to take off into flight. In another I think the angel is very pretty because she is glowing. There's a gargoyle in the show, too, and he looks kind of familiar... I'm not sure what gargoyles have to do with angels,<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061666565230044610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJYDLlEn9wR8hFLl3q92yt0r80Q6CtfOEYSKBw0xN7plCJjkdMvI4uaYfJVY9SsaqsqBQ7BtvPoRyryZ99AyzGvD4z2fxGPJzsdg8bOnwvKFTzkbWNy0P8wwYgOwgqcDemxgF/s200/Gar+aprilmill+3tiny.jpg" border="0" /> but Mum says they were gardians of places. I think Mum could make a Sock Monkey angel for her next project. She saids it's a good idea! She should always listen to me, because I know good stuff. Make more Sock Monkeys! (But the angels are fun, too, so maybe she can take some more pictures now and then, as long as she keeps making Monkeys...) <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061666560935077298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Kis9NM08D09KUFWW06l5SoIxIbLzmJtMYqv7Nc-aTrQ692dh2ANVy-fBzsypycPBg8isBIRn4DRx1P23oyuqycDbhzGXdmsnVYQ9vXIzfkbo9GAuITCf-guWkp-qj1CW4dQK/s200/Angelo+WF+by+roadside+1+tiny.jpg" border="0" />There a secret page on her website for the angels: </span><a href="http://www.roroart.com/angels"><span style="font-family:courier new;">www.roroart.com/angels</span></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">.</span> Maybe I will add it to my links. Maybe I should get a pair of angel wings...</div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-17749434742812728012007-05-05T20:47:00.000-07:002007-05-06T21:00:29.958-07:00been a while!<span style="font-family:courier new;">I have been so busy! I've been working on things for my band- like song titles and album titles, and who gets to do what - My pal Lumpy is very excited, but doesn't know what instrument he's going to play yet. Now I should probably start writing songs and stuff like that! I've been listening to all my Mum's records, but I still need a new drum set. I think I should start going to open stages with the Subhuman and the Fairies, too. We still need the most important thing... a name for the band! I wonder if the Subhuman will come and play with us sometimes...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE2Y8Ab8zzocrAUA0ccNXvvzPS7qq80uLVZVLvT9pgYpFQLEBDl3Mbgb7LLfkAjKSIi50L8wVp0gtCO637P4LVZ77OydBpX74puCNvVJdo9-JE0cIjtGFzMMQMKp5oKXd8_Zxa/s1600-h/Chris+&+Skinny+at+sneakys.jpg"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061661789226411394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE2Y8Ab8zzocrAUA0ccNXvvzPS7qq80uLVZVLvT9pgYpFQLEBDl3Mbgb7LLfkAjKSIi50L8wVp0gtCO637P4LVZ77OydBpX74puCNvVJdo9-JE0cIjtGFzMMQMKp5oKXd8_Zxa/s320/Chris+%26+Skinny+at+sneakys.jpg" border="0" /></span></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">In other news, my Mum, who never has time to type for me (although she's helping me today, thanks, Mum) went and got her own Facebookthingy. How come I don't get one? I think I should get one! And I still want a Myspacethingy like Fuu has!</span></p><p> </p><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The picture here is of the Subhuman and my friend Skinny, who is going to be in my band. He's going to play ocarina. He says it sounds like loons singing.</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-45508766155964445752007-03-04T09:31:00.000-08:002007-03-04T09:43:02.062-08:00DJ FUU<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpgOwzLEWr7c_bv2mNSHSXg9LcSyXocBFQ5-AabAHXb-08BT2dIiHk7F7YNQWCt8X582Q7X4HEpx3nQMknt3h8-s7C8d-8iOF_wRnOPyphtEi9QbopgyJ0SgNfYz1Qqvxrg7_/s1600-h/djfuu+word.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038123909300515506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpgOwzLEWr7c_bv2mNSHSXg9LcSyXocBFQ5-AabAHXb-08BT2dIiHk7F7YNQWCt8X582Q7X4HEpx3nQMknt3h8-s7C8d-8iOF_wRnOPyphtEi9QbopgyJ0SgNfYz1Qqvxrg7_/s400/djfuu+word.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">My buddy Fuuzar has a "myspacething" and I really want one of those<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMs8LyTKu7Xi86iJ_r6wo9FgdLIg-mCR6WkPqDKvLJ9hQhgA0906Qx9LzgrzqqwL6O5uLV3nF_pRFXQFXAX8oSxzsYI-TgkYcJaJTpF-fEJMFvuk3JiAM7-18y7i6W99b8SCDo/s1600-h/djfuu+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038124416106656450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMs8LyTKu7Xi86iJ_r6wo9FgdLIg-mCR6WkPqDKvLJ9hQhgA0906Qx9LzgrzqqwL6O5uLV3nF_pRFXQFXAX8oSxzsYI-TgkYcJaJTpF-fEJMFvuk3JiAM7-18y7i6W99b8SCDo/s200/djfuu+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> now, but Mum says I'm way too spoiled already, and I have to play on my blogthing because I already have it. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">This is Fuuzar. He's a pretty cool <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheVyfnPKRRu3eFCPWImd4RbkJrms9kJQggWvelPsJLISm03jH4Da3fjKEucP8XjaQRlH0bpEFcpPcK01Rlt42nCuzm7m6N5m__Yys9zTr8qjKVtX3HDPeITkX3SE_qEl1Ff_74/s1600-h/fuuzarandchris+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038124819833582290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheVyfnPKRRu3eFCPWImd4RbkJrms9kJQggWvelPsJLISm03jH4Da3fjKEucP8XjaQRlH0bpEFcpPcK01Rlt42nCuzm7m6N5m__Yys9zTr8qjKVtX3HDPeITkX3SE_qEl1Ff_74/s200/fuuzarandchris+1.jpg" border="0" /></a>guy. He's quiet, and hangs around with the Subhuman a lot. I think that's because they're both originally not from Earth here. Fuu likes to go out to bars and hang out with pretty girls. He's going to be in my band, as the D.J.</span> </div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-28729690212474565312007-02-12T16:32:00.000-08:002007-02-10T17:23:28.190-08:00Ilios is my idol<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC6956XpX6EtND7fkw3EPxlJJw5Y2hukeVTRgwoxDT30Bnc-Z2cpFMdq41JsU7UTs83shoS21ce0jAlAUW8FA4cxvbP9PfRbYbJoQ7vEiu7hjT2Z4LOJ4Anig463eY11Md12C/s1600-h/illios+blur+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030810579431211938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC6956XpX6EtND7fkw3EPxlJJw5Y2hukeVTRgwoxDT30Bnc-Z2cpFMdq41JsU7UTs83shoS21ce0jAlAUW8FA4cxvbP9PfRbYbJoQ7vEiu7hjT2Z4LOJ4Anig463eY11Md12C/s320/illios+blur+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">Everyone has someone somewhere that they look up to. A parent, a sibling, a movie star, a super hero, a rock star. Sometimes it's a friend. I look up to Ilios. He is very, very silly and he is a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf17vHQH8RfDZWl8l_b0w9L4LnJ41e2p9XHdyDsWEWbbfdXldlO7Hdz02HU8H2iSDLszuVVEzWgQFwJd7QM95OacoNwaWGjS7G19_Xvw4sHfweZ8wyf_SRATeKDDmyseVozz60/s1600-h/illios+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030810957388334002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf17vHQH8RfDZWl8l_b0w9L4LnJ41e2p9XHdyDsWEWbbfdXldlO7Hdz02HU8H2iSDLszuVVEzWgQFwJd7QM95OacoNwaWGjS7G19_Xvw4sHfweZ8wyf_SRATeKDDmyseVozz60/s200/illios+1.jpg" border="0" /></a>drummer. Drummers are the best part of a band. The Subhuman knows lots of drummers, and they are all very awesome, but I like Ilios best because he hangs out with me. He's going to teach me how to drum like him and maybe even someday even dance like him, too!<br /><br />Drummers have many good skills. He has very quick reflexes, and can dodge the Subuman's fire breath!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjQSSjh6PZI-gh-yBQ_BMRqsiGTwUy9YMgCLvZEXVnnthXxTAjK8noO5HKXVeI4vElPsNmbYkHbQG372XBJShpwxbMXm6isu-hRtXlsrjGxVWpy7TG8wpOEU-luqEByDmtLp_/s1600-h/illiosandchris+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030810961683301314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjQSSjh6PZI-gh-yBQ_BMRqsiGTwUy9YMgCLvZEXVnnthXxTAjK8noO5HKXVeI4vElPsNmbYkHbQG372XBJShpwxbMXm6isu-hRtXlsrjGxVWpy7TG8wpOEU-luqEByDmtLp_/s200/illiosandchris+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> When I grow up, I want to be a quick, skillful drummer, and silly, just like Ilios.</span></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-43106394827748521772007-02-10T17:18:00.000-08:002007-02-09T00:30:47.739-08:00get up on stage<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtX9-y3gjMqOoDOd9BHqcHmzY0_XltJfLL5du6SxlxMxITuH32-FEDYj53leD0BIxxczzdFOXLzCDrKowaiayRvMDgsA0I8IeofGjxq3OVfChDnULhTSfh74PIKe4w7xYg51Tu/s1600-h/harmonica+blur+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030080409221088130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtX9-y3gjMqOoDOd9BHqcHmzY0_XltJfLL5du6SxlxMxITuH32-FEDYj53leD0BIxxczzdFOXLzCDrKowaiayRvMDgsA0I8IeofGjxq3OVfChDnULhTSfh74PIKe4w7xYg51Tu/s200/harmonica+blur+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br />Don't just sit there! </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpmgoNls-ERcYVQeeEoI-85Ep7dMI-C9j32rFhbSahVk8PMKGy7OauBSajs_txSEeJwo2UYIP__YroVL2DwsxYY2Jf5k1WMKVzyUMp_LxzLzHEC8L2fmWs_4aN7s1WBJAKhs0Q/s1600-h/singerboy+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030080847307752338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpmgoNls-ERcYVQeeEoI-85Ep7dMI-C9j32rFhbSahVk8PMKGy7OauBSajs_txSEeJwo2UYIP__YroVL2DwsxYY2Jf5k1WMKVzyUMp_LxzLzHEC8L2fmWs_4aN7s1WBJAKhs0Q/s200/singerboy+1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Make some noise!</div></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-76553755275901824912007-02-09T00:18:00.001-08:002007-02-09T00:28:44.951-08:00an excuse to make noise<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzj3rY3Jc6esDWpBe04ob5YCkgVpuv_N6IOWeIdEipmphPzvhdNo6YhLZwIVZ1H99owg5IYHsQML9fszxEnGg3HDzvNQe5aw2J4zyFtC7_4x8GcDYzghnVyckwbOszTSm_kt05/s1600-h/singergirl+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029445076183827266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzj3rY3Jc6esDWpBe04ob5YCkgVpuv_N6IOWeIdEipmphPzvhdNo6YhLZwIVZ1H99owg5IYHsQML9fszxEnGg3HDzvNQe5aw2J4zyFtC7_4x8GcDYzghnVyckwbOszTSm_kt05/s200/singergirl+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">New Years is just </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">an excuse </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">to </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">make noise </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">& dance & </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">kiss people.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">But if you think </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">about it, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">shouldn't <em>every</em> day <div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPDk66atU103ATyUHBiYzGwy5YDVJhdBfWdpsaSc6oa8jDoALaAWN6aK-rSzlrTFsUodzhG1o13XowbqIWHgZCsTjweiWi3dLEKbXk9u9wHxBulxumneKukmXeXVw3-L1WJQG/s1600-h/guitar+blur+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029445080478794578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPDk66atU103ATyUHBiYzGwy5YDVJhdBfWdpsaSc6oa8jDoALaAWN6aK-rSzlrTFsUodzhG1o13XowbqIWHgZCsTjweiWi3dLEKbXk9u9wHxBulxumneKukmXeXVw3-L1WJQG/s200/guitar+blur+1.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">be that way?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPDk66atU103ATyUHBiYzGwy5YDVJhdBfWdpsaSc6oa8jDoALaAWN6aK-rSzlrTFsUodzhG1o13XowbqIWHgZCsTjweiWi3dLEKbXk9u9wHxBulxumneKukmXeXVw3-L1WJQG/s1600-h/guitar+blur+1.jpg"></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">Why should we wait </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">for a <em>particular</em> day, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">when <em>every</em> day </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">is a full orbit </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">of the sun </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">from that same day </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>last</em> year?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">And what's the thing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9EvP2idQ2MzRs_vXHbKq2vpsN9jZgEoagBK-kc9ETgY-wmmQELBBeBw2xPdq7o4VN-6EuynRfleaSw7IrTjIKgAHt3QGPK_5Og4FmuOHpsIJz870kMmBjT6_dwES-bCbu1ym/s1600-h/dummermarlin+blur+1.jpg"></a> </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">about </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">New Years resolutions? </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">I think I shall </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">make one - <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRA8fVhPCbOK84xsQNs6S0Loh3QX1mUuOVuTky7KTUWrfnKU__Y7MlSeBmKPIEdxo22G76ldxFqfi8TTuo0wQp5w5RS3nZ_b0ubcD5Miko0-yWXUXJC3uE_M5CIcSkoMtbJqyf/s1600-h/kiss+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029445084773761906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRA8fVhPCbOK84xsQNs6S0Loh3QX1mUuOVuTky7KTUWrfnKU__Y7MlSeBmKPIEdxo22G76ldxFqfi8TTuo0wQp5w5RS3nZ_b0ubcD5Miko0-yWXUXJC3uE_M5CIcSkoMtbJqyf/s200/kiss+2.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">I resolute </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">to make </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">more noise </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">this year!</span></div>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-59908614533353490492007-02-08T19:28:00.001-08:002007-02-08T19:34:52.598-08:00music at the lounge<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpuyre4p4hEwz7YfUdt5v25NKsN3TIKpkDyKxTrIRS49ycBTKgNCkVdX77QfkL75Bk5HT5T9dkqgPFtj55zkVE7d-O1TBa4jaqo-9mai_xoXdLHHq9mqS9TeZ08ENDggKoz07/s1600-h/happy+new+year.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029368776089813762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpuyre4p4hEwz7YfUdt5v25NKsN3TIKpkDyKxTrIRS49ycBTKgNCkVdX77QfkL75Bk5HT5T9dkqgPFtj55zkVE7d-O1TBa4jaqo-9mai_xoXdLHHq9mqS9TeZ08ENDggKoz07/s320/happy+new+year.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">I got to hang out at the Now Lounge with a bunch of other musicians and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOR18nPYjw_pYOLJS9hdhhXhV2G-EdYm1LYcb5ZMdRl51UKfAg88IfqZ784um4CDyI0aUMgAM5Z-QO7FhThHQR402DtTDGa60WHHJw3lkse-N_B56SKQnlCocxOlrkofZ9ZOax/s1600-h/trumpet+blur+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029369583543665442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOR18nPYjw_pYOLJS9hdhhXhV2G-EdYm1LYcb5ZMdRl51UKfAg88IfqZ784um4CDyI0aUMgAM5Z-QO7FhThHQR402DtTDGa60WHHJw3lkse-N_B56SKQnlCocxOlrkofZ9ZOax/s320/trumpet+blur+1.jpg" border="0" /></a>drummers like me on New Years Eve.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">It was fun. </span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MmI8MAdK30mYyrjlhAe49T6xKzolTxmNxsh513Nq4CxPbBq4honBaI98tahXvDEBYorFDpK1_rFYQcm9BYGLiVX7tPZl8RaYZ-Fl0t77xY3QoPyjMj3b78IugA8R3FUdFKYa/s1600-h/fiddle+blur+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029370197723988786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MmI8MAdK30mYyrjlhAe49T6xKzolTxmNxsh513Nq4CxPbBq4honBaI98tahXvDEBYorFDpK1_rFYQcm9BYGLiVX7tPZl8RaYZ-Fl0t77xY3QoPyjMj3b78IugA8R3FUdFKYa/s320/fiddle+blur+1.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">What began as a night of lovely <div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MmI8MAdK30mYyrjlhAe49T6xKzolTxmNxsh513Nq4CxPbBq4honBaI98tahXvDEBYorFDpK1_rFYQcm9BYGLiVX7tPZl8RaYZ-Fl0t77xY3QoPyjMj3b78IugA8R3FUdFKYa/s1600-h/fiddle+blur+1.jpg"></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MmI8MAdK30mYyrjlhAe49T6xKzolTxmNxsh513Nq4CxPbBq4honBaI98tahXvDEBYorFDpK1_rFYQcm9BYGLiVX7tPZl8RaYZ-Fl0t77xY3QoPyjMj3b78IugA8R3FUdFKYa/s1600-h/fiddle+blur+1.jpg"></a></span></div>organized sets by very talented music folks became a wild free-for-all of percusion and sound that was delightfully fun. </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">Mum even got the Subhuman up dancing. He was there with the band "Camarillo", and there was DeeJay Scootz, and DJ Fuu, and a large number of drummers and other music people, and food and champagne, and funny hats, and those funny little horns people blow at new years. It was great!</div></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029368780384781074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTSpUsYnxpVbrUtts-FWT9Sc6gLbQOonxODjf8jdYBZfnVrY9hZY6NxC4xP1-ZYMO7s3qPhoueJMU86QFmZZ1ADi3xLKbMNznJh5QcnXH39136PW_qVgy0LfR55lqy1xOIcVdQ/s320/dummers+blur+1.jpg" border="0" />Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1168444779064479522007-01-10T11:00:00.000-08:002007-01-10T08:05:48.130-08:00happy new year!<span style="font-family:courier new;">I am sorry I haven't been keeping properly up to date with my blogthing here, but this time it's <em>not</em> because of my Mum being so very busy and unable to help me, but this time because <em>I</em> have been so busy myself! I have beeing running and leaping all over the place, jumping around, climbing on things and playing music. I've been at parties, events, bars and Gramma's house. I've been up to so much, I don't even know where to begin, but I guess I'll start with the start of the year...</span><br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5163/1715/400/817769/Mont%20drumming%201.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">HAPPY 2007 EVERYONE!</span></strong></span> </p>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1164042559818548652006-11-20T08:57:00.000-08:002006-11-20T09:09:19.836-08:00Mums bunch of Monkeys<p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/manymonkeys%201.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/400/manymonkeys%201.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"> Once again, my Mum has abandonede me to do my writing myself while she makes other Sock Monkeys for the big Christmas art show. (She's going to be at the One of a Kind Show - check her website and you'll get more informtion.) I wish she'd let me organize her booth and stuff. I would do a really good job, and probably faster and better than her, and then she could just sit and sew more Monkeys like she wantws to. (And she'd have time to type fort me, instead of making me do it myself...) I'd like to go to the show, too. I bet I could talk to people and sell Monkeys and teach everyone about how importanrt and speciaL sOCK mONKEYS ARE! Mum says she's worried that someone would try to buy me. I wouldn't let that happen. Maybe I can get the Subhuman to bring me - we could go shopping! That would be fun!<br /><br />Anyway, go visait m7y Mom at the show, get yourself a Sock Monkey, and if you let youre M on key have a blog -=always help him with nthe typing!!!</span> </p><p><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/400/Thistlefield%201.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Here is a picyture of all the Monkeys Mom is sewing., andf, of course, a p[ictuire of thje fabulous me/. Aren't I cute?</span></p><p> </p>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1155477990882582982006-08-13T10:00:00.000-07:002006-08-13T07:06:30.923-07:00Monty's back!<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/most%20spoiled%20monkey.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/400/most%20spoiled%20monkey.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Mum thinks the new title for my blog should be "The Most Spoiled Sock Monkey on the Planet." I'm certainly not spoiled! And she's the one who buys me things, anyway. And Gramma. I've been at Grammas house, where she treats me real good. I get to hang out with Lumpy & Claude & sometimes even Petal comes down to visit. We play school and get to dress up and Gramma gives us lots of treat & yummies. I almost don't want to come home again, but then I miss Fuuzar & Donkey & Babetta & Byrd & everyone. And Mum. Yes, Mum, I miss my Mum. (She's helping me type again.) Soon, if I can, I'll post some of my pictures from Grammas house...</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1152239094574131552006-07-06T19:15:00.000-07:002006-07-06T19:34:07.900-07:00Babetta writin now<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Babetta%20sanctuary%201a.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Babetta%20sanctuary%201a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Okay! Hi! This is Babetta writin now! Donkey is very bad at writin and he doesn't really like doin it anyway so I get to now. Monty is still in Waterloo with his Granmommy and I think she must be spoilin him rotten! he is a very lucky monkey that he gets to go places so much but the rest of us get to go places too so I guess I can't complain too much. Donkey was writing <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%201.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%201.jpg" border="0" /></a>about the Donkey Sanctuary and he is right it was a lot of fun! It is a very special place just for donkeys and mules where they can go and live together and eat hay and grass and roll in the dust if they want to. I think it would be really great if Mum and the Subhuman could make a Donkey Sanctuary for us! A nice place where everythin is safe and we can eat and play and roll in the dust! (It might have to be a <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%202.jpg" border="0" /></a>Donkey Monkey Dog Cat Bunny Rhino Dragon Bird Every kind of Animal Sanctuary but that would be okay too! In fact maybe that would be even better because the more the merrier!) If Monty doesnt come home soon maybe I will write again. Bye!</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1150947813444828762006-06-21T20:31:00.000-07:002006-06-21T20:43:33.466-07:00donky riting agan<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%203.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%203.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />helo.<br />this iz donky riting agan.<br /><br /><br />i hav mor picchurs frum thu donky sanchuary.<br /><br />it was reely nis to hang owt with donkys.<br /><br />mi new frend thot mi hat lokd sily.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%201.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%201.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />hi sad it waz to warm for a hat. so i tuk it awf. <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Friend%20sanctuary%202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />we had a nis tym chating abowt donky things it waz fun and i hop we go agan sun.<br /><br />thank yu for reding what i rowt.<br />i m soree i kudent rit it beter.<br />i wil get babeta to rit next tym. thank yuSock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1150683576188994842006-06-18T19:03:00.000-07:002006-06-18T19:34:01.733-07:00donky<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20sanctuary%204.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20sanctuary%204.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">helo. mi nam is donky. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">i m a frend of monte. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hi iz in sumwayr caled water loo so i m riting on his blog whil hi is gon. i m not az gud at it az hi iz. i m soree abowt it but i wil tri to tel yu abowt 1 uv mi adventurs. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">monte waz not ther but mi frend babeta was. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%203.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20Babetta%20sanctuary%203.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">we went to a donky sanchuary. it iz neer gwef and our mum who dosnt drive very gud drov us ther. in thu blu car. i lik ridin on her moterbik beter. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">it was hilee and then we got to thu farm and thu donkys wer so nis! we met many other donkys and thay all sed it waz a very nis plas to be. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mum tuk owr picchers.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">this is me with purpul flowers. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">babeta and me on a fens. <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/Donkey%20sanctuary%202.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/Donkey%20sanctuary%202.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">and a very speshul donky paynting. thank yu for reding this</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17728672.post-1149393402802528512006-06-03T23:50:00.000-07:002006-06-03T20:56:43.110-07:00gettinng better at typing<span style="font-family:courier new;">I'm not as mad at my Mom now... She said she'll mhelp me to post pictures if I mcand do my nbest to do some of the typing, and who knows, maybe I'll get really good at typing! I'll try to, at any rate. Sorry if the spelling gets a little funny now and again...<br /><br />I've been getting to go out more, since Mum's been a little less busy lately. We even went to see a movie at a movie theatre! I like movie theatres. I wish we could buy lots of candy there, but Mum says it's too expensive. We went to see X Men Three. It was good - lots of big <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/et%20inchworm%202.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/et%20inchworm%202.0.jpg" border="0" /></a>explowsions and mutants are pretty neat. They couled edo some pretty amazing stuff. I liked the Beast best. He was very intellectual, and blue, and wore a suit. If I were a mutant, I'd want my power to be the ability to transmogrify one thing into somethin g else - like take an old boot and make it into a new sportscarrr, or to take a rotten apple and make it into a shin y new banana! I'd turn this empty hot chocolate mug beside me into a pile of chocolate covereed marzipan.<br /><br />Mum and I also went out on Sunday, to a park to visit friend for the entrepreneurial tea. It was fun. Jo brought a quilt to sit on, and Kris brought action figures to play <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/1600/et%20inchworm%201a.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5163/1715/320/et%20inchworm%201a.0.jpg" border="0" /></a>with, and Kelly and Toni were ther, too. I even made a tiny new fgriend! Anm inch worm visited us. It was so cute! (But not really an inch long.) There is a link to Jo's and Kell7ys webthings on my blogthing herfe, and I will have to adde Kris, who is the creator of the coolest action figures, and Toni's when she builts hers!<br /><br />It was a nice day that day, and Mom even got some plants - chives and oregino and some really cool lemon minty thinmg. I hope Mum dosn't kill them now. She's a very poor gardener. And we have no proper garden... yet...</span>Sock Montyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13629692657351887780noreply@blogger.com0