Monday, March 30, 2009
It's me, Lucky the Goldfish. Some time ago, the Deej went to the Sundance Film Festival (he wouldn't take me, for some reason), and I figured he'd post it on the blog sooner or later, but he never did. He wouldn't talk about it much when I asked him, either. This week, when he went to the field, he left his camera behind, the camera he took to Sundance, and I thought maybe I'd take a look--
This is the look Deej gets when he's having his picture taken, because he thinks it makes him look tough. I think it makes him look constipated. What do you think?
And this is some big face walking down the street. I don't know what that is...oh, wait! I think it's a fish! A fellow fish! Hey there, fish friend! (He looks so sad! I just wanna give him a big hug...but I don't have arms anymore. That makes me sad...maybe he's sad because he doesn't have arms.)
Here he is looking constipated again. He mentioned that he stood in line for a while trying to get into a movie, but didn't get in. I bet this is from when he was in line. He sure looks like a Mr. Grumpypants, doesn't he? Well, he is one. He is so moody, like, all the time. In fact, if you look close, he kinda looks like he's gonna cry. I bet he's gonna cry cuz he's not gonna get to see that movie.
I, um, guess he really, really hearts Cafe Bustelo...
Mm, I really don't like it when the Deej hangs out with other enchanted animals besides me. He's getting a little too friendly with that cow...
What the...? Oh, I get it: He didn't wanna talk about Sundance because he was ashamed--he left behind his goldfish so he could go hit on hot she-bears! That jerk! I shoulda known! Give him a couple of beers and he's chasing the first cursed princess he sees. Rrrgggghhh!!! That is it, Deej! That is it!! Our ambiguous relationship is so over! I never really liked you anyway! And I hope that she-bears's boyfriend showed up and totally ripped you a new one!!
Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!
So, I guess that was Deej at Sundance. And the moral of the story is...um...don't hit on she-bears at Sundance. And buy tickets ahead of time. The end.
Posted by Lucky the Goldfish at 8:22 PM