What up Corky?
How’s life in the trees?  I am doing fine, I finally got the spot I wanted for my dance quartet, “Militia Tap.”  I am so stoked!!  I talked to Gary yesterday and he informed me that you are one crazy mo FO.  Something about you staking a ton of bar stools and using them as tackling dummies?  Then you had to tell the cop that he abandoned you as a child.  Man I wish I could have been there.   Speaking of bars, how is “cocktails and dreams” coming along?  You know what could be cool is putting a little greenhouse in your bar and changing the name to “cocktails and fescue.”  Think about it.  I drove by a bunch of goats the other day and I thought of you.  Remember when you had to care for Rico, the overweight goat two years ago?  That goat was crazy, just like you.  I still have nightmares of Rico coming into my clean room and eating all of my precious strawberry chapstick.  That little prick ate so much of my chapstick.  And yes I “promised” that I would stop eating it but it is soooo damn tasty.  Anyway on a more disturbing note, this whole world domination thing is difficult.  Well that and my army of cheese is LAAAZZZZZY.  Its like I thought I had an army of hard asses like some Parmesan but instead I get an army of mozzarella, SOFT.  I think all of my life aspirations are molding right in front of my eyes.  Oh well. How are you and Amanda, still together?  Still miles away? Mountain girl and Iare still happy together, mainly because the earth has not yet shifted to the third phase of the cosmos.  She is sooo deep I just love it. Well pal, hit me back when you get some free “tulip time.”  I have class in two minuets, just enough time to grab a one-drag smoke.  Man I wish, maybe someday I can be as talented as you.
Later,
Goose