"A strange thing happened yesterday. I left my sister's house with a turd in my trunk. Not just any turd, though, but my own baby turd. I say ‘baby’ because when I saved it from the sloppy deluge of my sister's flooding toilet, I cradled the slimy thing in my bare palm for a good 30 seconds, realizing as I did that it appeared to have a little face. Maybe it was the lighting in my sister’s bathroom that created the curious illusion. But the way the shadows fell upon her there in my hand, I swore I saw what looked like two little eyes, a dent of a nose, and a crooked crease of a mouth; a modest little face that seemed to be smiling up at me."
-excerpt from my blog, "a turd in my trunk & other mishaps." come check it out, baby!!
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