and we are now back in business my friends

so you see i feel like a turkey who has been kept in a bottle for a very long time and then one day to the turkeys surprise the top of the bottle comes off and he is able to squish and squirm his way out and it hurts a little and he wishes he was not gaining so much weight but that is neither here nor there because the main point to all of this is that he is now out of the bottle.

this turkey is able to stretch his wings and look around him and finally explore the bigger outside world that previous to his escape from the bottle was only hinted at but that he always assumed was out there because he was not so silly as to believe that the whole world existed solely around him alone.

but you see the last few days i felt like a turkey who was smashed and crushed and pushed and stuffed back into the bottle because suddenly the bigger outside world was not available to him because of a silly fight between the man and the woman that may or may not have to do with me sitting on a lost cellular telephone and the changes in sleeping patterns that followed the silly fight that have been making the portal to the outside world, and okay lets drop the analogy right now and lets say that the portal is a computer and the internet on it, and this computer has been made inaccessible because the man has been sleeping in just the other room over there.

so instead of learning about the bigger outside world the last few days and greedily ingesting information about everything from greece to my evil twin which is what i have been thinking about renaming a certain mr joseph goebbels, and it is a good name i think, but instead of doing that i have been not been doing that you see/

so anyway, because i do not want to leave you hanging, the man and the woman seem to have settled their differences by remembering how good their sames are and the internet is once more mine for the taking late at night when even the chickens have finally gone to bed.

i have spent the last few days mostly alone in my little shack wondering what to do with this cellular telephone that is so expertly hidden and i have been sad but for no reason i can put my feather on and the reason of no internet in my life does not seem to justify the sadness in full and i do not know why but i have just been a little down lately is all and i think i miss my friend the pig and when he used to teach me english and how he seemed to know so much and right now there are few others here on the farm who can stimulate me intellectually and who i feel comfortable talking to about things that are more important than the sun and the rain and how cute the attention thief is and when do i get my lunch.

i am going to look on the internet now for how others find and make friends because i think when all is said and done maybe the reason i have been so sad, and maybe it is because i am finally getting the chance to put the words somewhere other than in my head here, but i think the reason i have been a little down is because i just want someone to share my sames with.

does that make sense/