DreamSense

Had a strange experience this morning... woke up in a shoe box in a freezer. I'm not sure what I was doing in that freezer... I do like the cold, but something tells me I had been there a long time. Not sure exactly how long mind you... just a while. It was quite strange. Hopping out of the box, next to some frozen chicken legs, I manged to use an ice cube as leverage to open the door. I know a thing or two about ice. Growing up around the stuff all the time. As the door to the freezer opened, I found myself in an amusing place known as a kitchen. Poking around a bit, I soon realized I didn't remember who I was. I suppose it's time to figure that out... I'm a penguin... on a mission.

Peach and Sock brought a penguin in this morning... it looked rather realistic at first. Upon further investigation it turned out to be a simple sock. Well more than just a simple sock... more like seveal socks. You see, the penguin was in a deep freeze down under. He was trying to make his way back to the Arctic when his boat sank. Apparently no one told the penguin that you couldn't cook marshmellows on ice. His boat was an ice burg. Poor penguin ended up in Australia. Peach and Sock haven't decided what to do with the guy yet. They're playing rock paper scissors at the moment trying to decide if they want to let the penguin know he's safe and sound. I sure hope they don't decide to keep him as a pet... they already neglect Winkie as it is.

Sock plopped herself down on the couch. Being in the reflective mood that she was, Sock wanted to write something thoughtful and moving. Looking around to make sure Peach was no where in sight, she started to write with her pencil in mouth. After a sentence or two, the puppet didn't like where the words were going. Taking the sheet of paper in his mouth, Sock crumpled it up and spit it across the room. She started writing again... and again she didn't like what she saw. Sock spit that piece of paper across the room as well. This went on for several pieces of paper. Sock heard hobbling... it could only be Peach. Sure enough the jellybean entered the room. Peach surveyed the paper on the floor as she hobbled up to Sock. Looking to the puppet, Peach shrugged as if to say "What on earth happened here?" Sock motioned to her, trying to explain the mood she was in and how she wanted to write something that had meaning. Peach laughed. She hobbled over to the bookshelf and gra...

Winkie, the red fruity dino, walked through the living room this morning. I watched as he made his way past Peach's writing desk and Sock's play area to the kitchen. By the time I got to the kitchen, he was starting at a pack of gummy bears. Winkie didn't understand why they weren't talking to him. No matter what he tried, they just sat there motionless in their little package. I tried to explain that they were just food, snacks to be chewed on... but he didn't understand. Opening the package, I took out a gummy bear and popped its head off. That was a mistake. Winkie about went nuts. Running into a wall he passed out. I think I'll have to try and explain this to him another time.

Peach woke up this morning and looked at the alarm clock. Blinking she cross referenced it with her phone and computer. Daylight savings time had struck... and no one had warned her. She had been busy with the news regarding the earthquake in Japan. Looking to Sock, Peach nodded over at the alarm clock. Sock looked over at the clock and shrugged. It was correct. Peach sighed, what was she going to do with the damn puppet. She had places to go and people to eat... and now she was already behind an hour on her schedule. Hopping out of her shoe box, Peach hobbled towards the front door to grab the morning paper... it wasn't there. She sighed again... first the time now this. She would have her revenge someday.... Hobbling back to her box, she jumped back in. If the time was changing... she wasn't about to budge until things were back to normal. Sock smiled as she nuzzled up to Peach. It was going to be a good day after all.

Peach hid around the corner waiting for Sock to arrive. Sock always made a morning run around the house at 4 am when everyone else was asleep. or so she thought. Wait a second! Sock can't run... no wait, yes she can, she was in a shoe. As Sock came around the corner, Peach tripped her causing her to crash to the ground. Sock stood up, a little dazed and full of grass stains. Looking to Peach she gave a slight smile. Sock actually enjoyed these games, well except for when she got eaten and had to be put back together. Peach grinned, showing her razor sharp teeth (of flame no less? ya still no clue what that means). Sock looked to Peach and stuck her tongue out... showing off her tongue ring. Peach looked back in surprise, she didn?t know Sock had a tongue ring let alone a tongue. Her smile went away, and her mouth dropped wide open as if to say she wanted one as well. Sock got back in her shoe and motioned for Peach to follow her. They walked down the street to the crosswalk and cro...

It's true, I'm still in shock over the entire thing myself. Peach and a friend... a fruit snack named winkie, he's a red dino fruit snack. They ran away to vegas to get hitched. At least that's what the note said. Who can blame them? I sure don't. Of course it would have been nice for them to have left some kind of note behind or something, but no I had to find out from Sock. Peach tends to tell Sock everything... and I do mean everything. Sometimes I wonder if it's a little TMI? But that doesn't matter really... cause in the end, nothing is TMI, is it? Nah, didn't think so... hmmm, there's an interesting idea. (more on that subject later) Anyway, from what I've been told, as Peach was leaving Utah, she ate the "Welcome to Utah" sign. I just hope I don't end up getting the bill for it... that could get ugly.

Peach hobbled to the sidewalk and whistled for a taxi as Sock looked on. Being the frisky Jellybean that she is, and with razor sharp teeth I might add, her whistle sounded like two saw blades. She watched and watched as the taxis kept driving by and not stopping. Peach hobbled out into the street and snagged a car by the bumper causing it to slow down and stop. The driver looked to the Jellybean who just innocently smiled while batting her eyelashes. Hopping into the cab, Peach mouthed the driver a piece of paper... she would have handed it to him, but um Peach has no hands. lol The driver read the note... "Take me to dance." Looking back at Peach, he shrugged "Huh?" Peach sighed... another one that didn't speak english. Grinning with her sharp teeth, Peach pointed her nose to a map. The driver looked at the location, nodded his head, and started to drive. A few moments later, the taxi stopped infront of a club. Peach jumped out of the cab, paid the driver with...

Peach and Sock hobbled across the street to the Grocery Store. As they walked up to the automatic doors, Peach gazed in wonder. She had never seen such marvelous things. Taking Sock by the hair, Peach flung her at the door. The door parted. Sock hit the smooth floor and went sliding. Peach's mouth dropped open. She had just opened a wall. Sock hobbled back to the door and looked at Peach. Peach looked back. Both Peach and Sock blinked a few times, waiting for the door to open. It didn't. Peach grinned her Jellybean razor sharp teeth. She had a plan. Picking up a twig in her mouth, Peach flung it at the door. As the doors parted, she wedged another twig in the opening; allowing the Sock Puppet to leave the store. Peach and Sock hobbled away from the store. Sock smiled as they crossed the street back towards home. It was good to be free from the automatic door.

One day as I was leaving my house to go to work, I accidently left the front door unlocked. From what I can piece together, and from what the remains of the sock puppet saw (she's just two eyes ya know), Upon waking up from her nap, Peach wandered outside the house and walked around the yard a bit. I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. She didn't meet up with a snake this time. Apparently, word has gotten around how much she loves snakes and they've been avoiding the house like the plague. Go figure. Anyway, what did she do outside? I'm not entirely certain. I do know that Peach hopped over to the flowers and met a strange bee. I have more notes on this encounter, which I will share at another time. But yeah, she just enjoyed the outdoors for a bit and was back inside before I got back home. I'm sure there are things Peach isn't telling me. It will just take time to find out what she did out there.

While out looking for a laundry mat one day, Peach and Sock ran across two mailboxes laying in the middle of the road. Peach had never seen a mailbox before, from the outside that is... and Sock, well Sock was just preoccupied with something else at the moment, and didn't see the mailbox. As Peach investigated one of the boxes closer, it opened and sucked both her and Sock in. Inside the box, Peach looked to Sock, who just shrugged her fuzz. At the end of the mailbox, a light appeared... Peach started to hobble towards the light. Sock tried to stop Peach, but well, ya can't do much without arms... only having a mouth. They were both sucked into the swirling light... and disappeared only to reappear in the other mailbox. Peach looked to Sock, Sock looked to Peach. They busted up laughing, not knowing exactly what was wrong. Opening the mailbox, Peach hobbled out with Sock following her. They continued to head down the sidewalk towards the laundry mat. Once inside, Peach grabbed ...

Peach hobbled into the room glaring at Sock. Winkie sat at his desk doing what he normally did... and what he was good at. Winkie looked over to Peach and nodded her entrance... he then shot a glare over to Sock as well. Sock just sat in the corner, it had been a long week for her... being brought back to life hadn't been easy on the gal. She was trying to adjust to life again. After a while, Peach hobbled over to Sock. Sock eyed Peach suspiciously, not knowing what she was going to do. Peach held out a lip... considering the fact that she didn't have hands. Sock looked at Peach's lip and noticed there was a tattoo... it said "nln Sock". Sock shrank in the corner and watch as Peach hobbled back towards Winkie... who both turned and glared at her again.

Peach hobbled into the school ready to vote in the election. As she continued down the hallway, and grinning at people walking by as usual, a thought struck her... she left sock on the stove... and it was on. "Oh well" she thought, "Sock will find a way off" Peach continued hobbling. As the jellybean approached a table, a man looked at her and said "I still can't believe you got Congress to pass that law allowing Jellybeans to vote!" Peach nodded her body in agreement. It had been quite the feat to say the least. Not many letters she wrote to congress actually made it off her desk, for she did have a love for paper. The man handed peach a voting ballot and pointed to a booth. "Go in there and..." He paused as Peach swallowed the paper and swished it around in her mouth a bit. "Uh..." the man started to say. Peach shook her head as if to say that she would be with him in a second. Sure enough, a few minutes later, the jellybean spit ...

Peach hobbled down the street towards the playground with Sock in toe. Stopping at the street corner, Peach looked to Sock who shrugged... they had never been to that intersection before. Sock looked both ways and saw cars everywhere. She looked to Peach for guidance. Peach looked to the crosswalk sign, it had a big red hand up saying they couldn't cross. She then noticed the controls to work the light next to her... but they were out of reach. Picking up a rock and putting it in Sock's mouth, Peach spun Sock around like a sling and flung her towards the button. Sock hit the button and with a thud landed back on the ground. Spitting out the rock, Sock smiled as cars stopped for them allowing them to cross the street.

After gobbling the whole turkey yesterday before anyone else could even get a bite in, Peach decided that she wanted to go shopping early on Friday morning to hit all the sales. Waking up at 2 am, Peach hobbled out of the car and made it to the store, being the first in line wasn't too bad, she drug sock along for company and could use her if she needed to stay warm. Well, as usual, Peach got bored around 3 am and started getting anxious. She wanted the doors to open and wanted to start shopping. I mean, who wouldn't? It was freezing after all. Taking Sock by the arm, she wrapped the puppet around her tightly so as to help stay warm. Sock figured she couldn't do anything and fell asleep. A man standing next to Peach noticed her shivering, reaching down he attempted to pick her up. Peach smiled with her razor sharp teeth, and shook her body no. She wasn't about to lose her place in line for anyone or anything. Ya, Peach was very selfish that way. Two more hours passed wi...

Peach sat at her desk with pencil in her mouth vigorously writing. As I approached her, I placed my hand on her head. "Peach, what are ya up to?" Now, Peach was never one for talking, only biting. Turning her body, she just grinned and gestured towards her paper with the pencil. It began: "Dear members of Congress, My name is Peach the JellyBean. I have an urgent matter to discuss..." I continued reading Peach's words until the end. As my mouth dropped, she continued to smile as if to say, "Pretty neat huh?" I looked back to Peach and started shaking my head. "How many drafts is this one?" I asked. Peach shrugged her nose, claiming she didn't know what I was talking about, but I knew better. "Peach, you and I both know how much you LOVE paper. You like to eat it when you don't have anyone else to eat, it gets rid of your hunger. Thus, this can't be your first draft. How many times have you written this letter to Congress?...

It was an overcast day... In Utah. Peach Jellybean was in her homemade hot tub just relaxing and enjoying the day. Looking out across her back yard, she noticed a little fuzzy creature popping out of a hole. Being the adventurous bean that she was, she decided to investigate. Climbing out of the tub, she hobbled towards the hole. Sure enough, out came a Groundhog. Now, Peach had never seen a Groundhog in real life before, just those portrayed on TV, in that one movie which will remain nameless... because she didn't like it that much. From what she could remember, the Groundhog was kind and fuzzy, and wouldn't harm her. The Groundhog popped his head up and looked to the jellybean with awe. He had never seen a jellybean up close before himself, only those in commercials on TV. He had heard they were yummy, and was tempted to try one. Well, the Groundhog lunged at Peach nipping her head a little bit, and then spit it out! She didn't taste good at all. Peach hobbled back a foot...

Peach hobbled over to the Sock Puppet and kicked her.... now, Peach didn't have any feet so the kicking was done vicariously of course. Winkie, the red fruity dino, was the one that actually kicked the Sock Puppet. Sock gave a sigh of relief, at least she wasn't eaten again till she was just a bunch of eyeballs. Perhaps Peach was done with eating yarn... and would just stick to kicking from that day onward... she giggled at the thought and continued on her way.

Peach hobbled down the stairs and out the front door. She had a purpose, a mission if you will. Yes, she was determined to find a Mother's Day present for Sock. (Who knew Sock was a Mother eh?) It had been a couple of weeks since Peach had eaten Sock, but with time and effort, she rebuilt the creature. As Peach was hobbling down the sidewalk, whistling to herself, she was stopped by a Badger. Now, Peach had never seen a Badger up close before, and wondered what it wanted. The Badger looked the Jellybean over, and with a gleam in his eye, started to grin. Peach loved grinning contests, of course she always won; but that was besides the point. The Badger took a step closer to Peach, and looked her over. He admired her razor sharp teeth. Taking a dollar out of his... um.. fur I suppose, he attempted to bribe Peach for her teeth. Peach shook her head, and pointed her nose towards the dollar as if to say "You're kidding right?" With a quick chomp, she took the dollar away ...

I'm not bored anymore... ahhh, I need to write a new story... hmmm let's see here. Peach was sitting at her desk writing a letter... again. She recalled the last letter she had written and smiled. This time around, she had been able to not eat her paper or her pencil... and was doing just fine. SockPuppet flew into the room... 'cause that's how she gets from place to place, people fling her around. Anyway, as Peach was sitting there writing her letter Sock landed right on top of the paper. It didn't go over too well with Peach, and she gobbled up Sock as quickly as possible... sptting out her eyes and the yarn that was used for her hair. hmmm... why do I keep picking on Sock like this? oh well... lol More to come tomorrow I'm sure...

Sock tiptoed out the door and quietly shut it behind her. Being a sock puppet was never an easy task, always having to go wherever the wind flung her about. Today was a little different, she had managed to find a way to use her arms to tiptoe around, quietly of course for she was a sock. As she tiptoed down the front walkway, she saw the mailman... sock loved the mailman, it was a secret crush that she never dare tell anyone about. She remembered the first day that she saw him delivering mail... of course it was the same day that she had been shoved in a box and sent to New York... but that's another story for another time. Sock had hoped she would see her original mail man someday... but was never certain when that day would be. Making her way to the mailbox, Sock peered inside to find it full of letters. Taking one out with her mouth, she looked it over... it was addressed to Santa... Oh no! She thought. They're sending the letters to the wrong address! Sock looked around, sh...

Peach looked around at all of the books on the shelf... smelling that 'new book smell' that she enjoyed so much, she pickd up Moby Dick and ate it. She continued down the isle eating comic books, romance novels, crossword puzzles, she left the technical journals all by themselves, for they were too boring. Reaching the counter, she looked up at the shopkeepr and grinned... The man behind the counter winced for a second, and then said "You're going to have to pay for all of those books you ate." Peach shrugged, looked around for a moment, and hobbled over to a book titled "US Dollars", eating the book, she hobbled back over to the counter and spit out a printing of a one hundred dollar bill she managed to clip from the book and now swallow. She grinned and left the store...

Peach and Sock walked into the Cemetary… uncertain of how things would turn out they made their way towards a giant stone. Neither Peach or Sock could read the words on the tombstone… so they didn’t know who they were visiting at the moment. Peach lowered her head… and motioned Sock to do so as well. As Sock lowered her head, she noticed a flag nearby… hobbling over to another grave, she grabbed the flag and brought it over to the grave she had been standing by. Putting the flag into the ground, she smiled and watched as a single tear dropped from Peach’s eye. They exited the cemetary quietly.

Peach and Sock sat inside the cold dark mailbox waiting to be picked up by the mail man... or was it a male man... lol Ah anyway... as they were sitting there, Peach looked to Sock as if to say "This is so cool, I'm glad I thought of this." Sock looked to Peach and snickered, which turned into outright laughter... because she knew Peach couldn't really talk, all she could do was telepathically project thoughts of destruction into her head... as well as other thoughts of warm fuzzies. Sock stuck her tongue out at Peach and glared at her... "It was MY idea Peach! Not Yours!" Peach sighed, and started to nibble on Sock's lock of hair... until Sock was bald. Sock, realizing that she didn't have any hair anymore, started to cry. Peach got tired of the crying, so she ate her... Afterwards, Peach hobbled out of the mailbox and went back in the house, sat down at her desk and started to write.

Tis a sad day in all of mingledom... Peach brought Sock's dead lifeless body back to me today. She claims she doesn't know how it happened... the story goes like this. I was sitting at my desk doing some "w" when all of a sudden the door flew open. Winkie and I looked up to see Peach hobbling in rather slowly. In Peach's mouth was Sock. From the looks of things, she had carefully placed Sock there after... what I assumed to be an accident. Peach went upstairs to her room, and didn't say much the rest of the evening. I put sock in her favorite Shoe Box and called the police. Peach came downstairs the next morning with tear filled eyes, she was ready to speak. Hobbling over to her desk, she picked up her writing pencil and wrote the entire story down on a piece of paper... after eating the pages of course, cause she just loves paper! Here is what she wrote. "We were in Vegas, doing what you normally do in Vegas on the Strip... no NOT that! sheesh! Anyway, w...

I was just informed moments ago, that Peach and Sock ran away to Vegas. I'm not entirely certain what they were doing going there... but that's what they ended up doing. I'm sure they just decided to go gambling or something... yeah, the something is what's got me worried. On their way out of Utah, Peach ate the "Welcome to Utah" sign. So we'll see what happens when they get back... when that will be, I'm not entirely sure. If they do come back, I'll have a nice long talk with the both of them. Winkie, the fruit dino, is a little confused over the matter, mostly because Peach already ate the sign... but why should she leave him all alone?

Well, today being PI day... Peach went to Marrie Calendars for some Pie... because, well she was hungry, and paper just wasn't cutting it anymore. Balancing in line, 'cause she doesn't have any feet to stand, she waited patiently. Hobbling up to the counter, she saw all of the various types of pies.... she waited and waited and waited until she overheard the people in front of her ordering a New York Cheesecake... (very yummy by the way)... well, it was Pie day, not Cheesecake day... (however, there is always room for both Pie and Cheesecake...) Peach, hobbled in front of the people, and pointed to the pies as if to say... "you need a pie DUH!" The people paid no attention to her, and simply srugged it off going about their purchase. Peach grabbed onto one of the people's legs and started to bite... nibbling at first... and then harder until they bought a pie. It worked of course... and the store ended up hiring Peach as their Public Relations person... erm je...

One day on a cold day like today, Peach was bouncing around the house. She had to bounce because she's a Jelly Bean for crying out loud and doesn't have feet. As she was bouncing, a strong wind blew the front door opened causing her to lose her concentration. Rolling on the ground, Peach managed to get near the door to close it. Standing back up on her end, Peach turned around and came face to face with a snake. "Hello." Peach said. The snake looked the little jelly bean up and down. "Well hello there." He replied, "Are you a yummy treat." Peach smiled shyly at the snake. She always loved compliments especially when they came from strangers. She watched as the snake slithered around her like a hawk hunting its prey. "It's been a while since I've had a snack." The snake said. Peach continued to smile. "Me too." She said as her grin became larger. The snake got closer. "Hmmm, what am I going to do with you?" Peac...

Living my life as a sock, I've come to accept certain living arrangements. One of the most common living arrangements is that I tend to live in shoe boxes. Now, don't get me wrong here. I do enjoy living in a shoe box, they're full of lots of paper and basically anything that a sock puppet would ever need or want. The thing that I don't like or enjoy, is that I get tossed in the dryer once in a while. Have you ever been inside of a dryer? Oy, I thought I was going to get fried! The washing-machine was fun, all of those fun different cycles of washing and rinsing, sure makes ya feel clean and all. The dryer was a different type of shoe box. There was this ghost in there that tends to snatch up a sock from a pair so you don't have two socks anymore and are missing one sock altogether. I've often wondered if that's where my matching partner went. I mean, I'm a Sock Puppet, and so there must be more like me right? So yeah, I just wonder if the ghost in the d...

So there I was the other day watching Peach and Sock having fun when all of a sudden Sock's phone started ringing. At first I checked my own phone and couldn't find it. Yep, Sock had borrowed my phone. when she had done this I'm not sure. She flopped on the couch and watched as Peach was miffed and hobbled away to go occupy her time. Sock answered the phone and talked for what seemed like hours. Actually there was no seeming to it, she was talking for hours! I was shocked at this. Every time I reached for my phone, she would move and wouldn't allow me to take it from her. As the evening wore on, I was getting tired, so I went to bed. The next morning, Sock was still up and talking on the phone. She kept talking throughout most of the day until the phone's batteries ran out. Handing the phone back to me, she simply smiled. I looked at the phone and discovered who she had been talking too, someone in Japan! Oy... that's going to be one heck of a phone bill.

Gotta love Sock Puppets... especially the ones that know CPR. They come in very handy in times of need. I said need, not want. Yeah, that would be strange and sick! Anyway, Sock is well versed in CPR. She knows all the warning signs of choking and all of that other stuff. Yeppers, she's a smart cookie. I believe she even helped Peach out one time. After I reconstructed her that is. Yeah, Peach and Sock have some interesting issues at times. But they usually just work things out, and Sock usually loses. lol Anyway, yeah. One thing you need in that happy 72 hour kit, is a Sock Puppet. You won't be disappointed. :-P

As promisied, here is the untold story of the Peach Jelly Bean in it's entirety. No parts have been edited... heck of course it hasn't been edited, I'm writing it as I go! lol One evening when I was with the sock puppet after one of our sessions. (No no THAT kind of session you pervs! We were TALKING!) There was a knock at the door of my apartment. Okay, it really wasn't an apartment, it was more of a shoebox. The sock puppet had to live somewhere. Anyway, there was a knock at the door. You could say that door had been knocked up a few times. LOL okay okay, now I'm just getting ahead of myself. oy Where was I? Oh yeah I answered the door, and there was a postman with a package. After signing for the package, I opened it as quickly as possible. You never know when someone will send you a gold brick worth lots and lots of money. Upon removing the outer package, I noticed the words "FRAGILE, HANDLE WITH CARE." As well as some strnage writing I didn't unde...

Ah the sock puppet. Where to begin where to begin. I suppose it all started in another life. 1910 to be exact. I was a shoeshine boy on the corner of 5th and Broadway. Well, one day as I was shining a fella's shoes, instead of paying me he gave me a sock puppet. Yep, I got a used sock puppet. He had said she always brought him luck, so I took it, cursed at the guy for not giving me money and went on my way. He was the last shoe shine of the day. Well I tell ya, that sock puppet wouldn't keep quiet. She was always talking about this that and the other. Her stories never got old though, yep she had dreams of moving overseas and seeing the world. Well, being a sock puppet, she could never get over there. Poor lass. But she did keep me company on those lonely nights when I had no one to talk to. Now Peach, the Jelly Bean. Well, that's an even longer story... we'll get to that one in a moment or two... :-)

What's better than saying Welcome to a new blog. That's right... no other better feeling in the world... ha! Yeah right. You know there are better feelings in the world than that. So, why start the blog all over again... such a good question. I've not a freakin' clue. Perhaps I will come to a conclusion someday... but for now just accept your fate. That this blog is new / the old is no longer. Deal with it. Oh... and enjoy yourself. You never know what a silly penguin will think up in his mind about anything. ;-) So... that being said, ready for a ride? I hope you are... I know I am. :-)