|Gus, "If you drop a hoomin from the rooftop and there's no bun to see him splat..."|
|Charlie, "There's no such thing as a bad hair day, hoomin. It's a day!|
I heard we're getting a fresh pineapple today. I mean the whole, fresh pineapple. My hoomin got a call from his boss last night asking if he could show up at a farmer's market this morning to take some pixes. What a deal! Of course, who wouldn't hop on an assignment like that? OK, it's not exactly Life Magazine, not even Local Geographic. But who wouldn't want to do a photo essay on local vegetables' secret lives and underground culture!? I hope there will be cawwot tops involved.
It's been a scramble this morning, but what the thump - that's why I keep the hoomin around.
We'll keep you posted,