Ocular Athletics

The jungle of my imagination: on this page is enclosed the so called jungle of my imagination, in which I will try to explain the uncontrollable ramblings of my mind. Do not expect it to be interesting, I don't either, but try to bear along with me to the end of my document full of what ever I choose to put in it. Why? I hardly know myself. If you were to ask, I would be stumped at your curiosity. This is the best way to write, I think, instead of just staying strictly to one topic. This way I can just skip to whatever my mind leads me to and I feel much more at ease with the world. It is much more fun to me to write whatever my mind thinks in the order it comes. I think I should write a book soley about the wanderings of my untamable mind. I will call this book The Boring Book of Brains. Well, it was fun writing about this wonderful topic but sometime or another I will have to turn off the tap, so to speak. So I'll see you next time.
by Adam

A pygmy as you (better) know is a very small person. I would like to be a pygmy because then I would take my bb gun and go hunting mice, I would dig tunnels in the snow, and I would have en excuse to write like this. If I was a pygmy I wouldn't have to do any chores because I'd be too small. (I suppose I could carry bits of guinea pig food one piece at a time.) If you were a pygmy, then one slice of cheese would last you a week. Speaking of cheese, swiss cheese would be awesome because you could climb around in the tunnels.
by Joe