This morning my stepdaughter told me about a dream she had about a cross between a jellyfish and a pig with superpowers: Jellypig.
I sketched this out:
“No,” she said, “That’s not what it would look like.”
It was important to her that I understood that the pig with superpowers is the mother of Jellypig, and the jellyfish is the father.
Calling Dr. Freud.
Anyway, Jellypig would be a great band name.
1 comment
Ellie Kesselman
December 1, 2019 at 5:10 pmYou most certainly did NOT go overboard! I am very fond of oinkers. I am from New Mexico, well, I lived until recently with my family in Phoenix, Arizona in the USA after the death of my husband. I have an entire blog that is devoted to piggies in one form or another. I like the babirusa. They were thought to possibly be kosher, but not, alas. Although I am Jewish, that is okay with me. I have no desire to eat my friends. Piggies are sleek, pink, curious, energetic, and intelligent. I am glad you like them too.
Who is “she” in your blog post, if I may ask?