Peach and Sock brought a penguin in this morning… it looked rather realistic at first. Upon further investigation it turned out to be a simple sock.

Well more than just a simple sock… more like seveal socks.

You see, the penguin was in a deep freeze down under. He was trying to make his way back to the Arctic when his boat sank.

Apparently no one told the penguin that you couldn’t cook marshmellows on ice. His boat was an ice burg. Poor penguin ended up in Australia.

Peach and Sock haven’t decided what to do with the guy yet. They’re playing rock paper scissors at the moment trying to decide if they want to let the penguin know he’s safe and sound.

I sure hope they don’t decide to keep him as a pet… they already neglect Winkie as it is.

Sock plopped herself down on the couch. Being in the reflective mood that she was, Sock wanted to write something thoughtful and moving.

Looking around to make sure Peach was no where in sight, she started to write with her pencil in mouth. After a sentence or two, the puppet didn’t like where the words were going. Taking the sheet of paper in his mouth, Sock crumpled it up and spit it across the room.

She started writing again… and again she didn’t like what she saw. Sock spit that piece of paper across the room as well.

This went on for several pieces of paper.

Sock heard hobbling… it could only be Peach. Sure enough the jellybean entered the room.

Peach surveyed the paper on the floor as she hobbled up to Sock. Looking to the puppet, Peach shrugged as if to say “What on earth happened here?”

Sock motioned to her, trying to explain the mood she was in and how she wanted to write something that had meaning.

Peach laughed. She hobbled over to the bookshelf and grabbed a book of peotry. Hobbling back over to Sock, she placed the book down. It opened to a poem.

Sock started to read the poem, but Peach stuck out her tongue. Taking the page in her mouth, she ate it.

Sock’s eyes grew in disbelief… she had just ruined a book.

Peach swallowed the paper and smiled. It was tasty. Placing the book back on the shelf, Peach hobbled out of the room eating Sock’s failed attempts at writing along the way.

Sock let out a sigh, at least she didn’t gobble her up again, and started writing.

Winkie, the red fruity dino, walked through the living room this morning. I watched as he made his way past Peach’s writing desk and Sock’s play area to the kitchen.

By the time I got to the kitchen, he was starting at a pack of gummy bears. Winkie didn’t understand why they weren’t talking to him.

No matter what he tried, they just sat there motionless in their little package.

I tried to explain that they were just food, snacks to be chewed on… but he didn’t understand.

Opening the package, I took out a gummy bear and popped its head off. That was a mistake. Winkie about went nuts.

Running into a wall he passed out.

I think I’ll have to try and explain this to him another time.

Peach woke up this morning and looked at the alarm clock. Blinking she cross referenced it with her phone and computer.

Daylight savings time had struck… and no one had warned her.

She had been busy with the news regarding the earthquake in Japan. Looking to Sock, Peach nodded over at the alarm clock.

Sock looked over at the clock and shrugged. It was correct.

Peach sighed, what was she going to do with the damn puppet. She had places to go and people to eat… and now she was already behind an hour on her schedule.

Hopping out of her shoe box, Peach hobbled towards the front door to grab the morning paper… it wasn’t there. She sighed again… first the time now this. She would have her revenge someday….

Hobbling back to her box, she jumped back in. If the time was changing… she wasn’t about to budge until things were back to normal.

Sock smiled as she nuzzled up to Peach. It was going to be a good day after all.

Peach hid around the corner waiting for Sock to arrive. Sock always made a morning run around the house at 4 am when everyone else was asleep. or so she thought. Wait a second! Sock can’t run… no wait, yes she can, she was in a shoe. As Sock came around the corner, Peach tripped her causing her to crash to the ground.

Sock stood up, a little dazed and full of grass stains. Looking to Peach she gave a slight smile. Sock actually enjoyed these games, well except for when she got eaten and had to be put back together. Peach grinned, showing her razor sharp teeth (of flame no less? ya still no clue what that means).

Sock looked to Peach and stuck her tongue out… showing off her tongue ring.

Peach looked back in surprise, she didn?t know Sock had a tongue ring let alone a tongue. Her smile went away, and her mouth dropped wide open as if to say she wanted one as well.

Sock got back in her shoe and motioned for Peach to follow her. They walked down the street to the crosswalk and crossed without incident. Which was a surprise, because they usually got hit by a car being as small as they are.

Peach followed Sock to a tattoo parlor and they walked inside. Behind the counter, a man that had a tattoo of a snake running down his arm greeted them. “What can I do for you today?”

Peach grinned, forgetting about the tongue ring, she jumped up and bit the man in the ear making several new holes for him to put rings into.

Jumping down she hobbled towards the door. Peach stopped for a second to read a sign “Help Wanted”, she took the sign in her mouth and hobbled back to the counter.

Sock looked on in amusement.

Presenting the sign to the owner, she nodded. The man felt his ear, three perfectly round holes were there, he nodded his approval. “You’ve got the job, you start on Monday.”

Peach nodded and winked at the man. She then jumped down from the counter. Sock and Peach walked out the door and headed home. Their latest adventure had been an interesting one.

It’s true, I’m still in shock over the entire thing myself. Peach and a friend… a fruit snack named winkie, he’s a red dino fruit snack. They ran away to vegas to get hitched. At least that’s what the note said.

Who can blame them? I sure don’t. Of course it would have been nice for them to have left some kind of note behind or something, but no I had to find out from Sock. Peach tends to tell Sock everything… and I do mean everything. Sometimes I wonder if it’s a little TMI? But that doesn’t matter really… cause in the end, nothing is TMI, is it? Nah, didn’t think so… hmmm, there’s an interesting idea. (more on that subject later)

Anyway, from what I’ve been told, as Peach was leaving Utah, she ate the “Welcome to Utah” sign. I just hope I don’t end up getting the bill for it… that could get ugly.

Peach hobbled to the sidewalk and whistled for a taxi as Sock looked on. Being the frisky Jellybean that she is, and with razor sharp teeth I might add, her whistle sounded like two saw blades. She watched and watched as the taxis kept driving by and not stopping. Peach hobbled out into the street and snagged a car by the bumper causing it to slow down and stop.

The driver looked to the Jellybean who just innocently smiled while batting her eyelashes. Hopping into the cab, Peach mouthed the driver a piece of paper… she would have handed it to him, but um Peach has no hands. lol

The driver read the note… “Take me to dance.” Looking back at Peach, he shrugged “Huh?”

Peach sighed… another one that didn’t speak english. Grinning with her sharp teeth, Peach pointed her nose to a map. The driver looked at the location, nodded his head, and started to drive.

A few moments later, the taxi stopped infront of a club. Peach jumped out of the cab, paid the driver with a lip lock, and walked to the door.

The bouncer looked to the Jellybean and nodded. “Ms. Peach, nice to see you again.” Little is known at how often Peach went dancing, or how she knew the bouncer… but rumor has it she bit his left toe once, and he hasn’t been the same since.

Once inside, Peach went out to the dance floor and started to dance. People watched as the little Jellybean shook her stuff and had a fun time. (I won’t even tell you what song was playing, you wouldn’t believe me if I told ya. Okay, so really I just can’t say it… I’m skeerd of the Admin…)

As Peach continued to dance, a guy walked up to the little Jellybean. “Well hey there beautiful, mind if I…” before he could finish his sentence, Peach grabbed him by the ankle and started twirling him around like a rag doll. The music did a wonderful job muffling the noise… :S

After a little while, Peach let him go and hobbled over to the bar for a drink. The bartender looked to the Jellybean and pointed to a sign. “No Jellybeans Allowed.”

Peach looked to the bartender and grinned a grin that only a Peach Jellybean could muster… a grin that said “You will pay.” With one bite he was gone.

Peach turned around, hopped off the chair and made her way to the exit… after dancing and a light meal, she was tired for the rest of the night. Walking outside, she whistled for a cab to take her home.

Peach and Sock hobbled across the street to the Grocery Store. As they walked up to the automatic doors, Peach gazed in wonder. She had never seen such marvelous things.

Taking Sock by the hair, Peach flung her at the door. The door parted. Sock hit the smooth floor and went sliding.

Peach’s mouth dropped open. She had just opened a wall.

Sock hobbled back to the door and looked at Peach. Peach looked back.

Both Peach and Sock blinked a few times, waiting for the door to open. It didn’t.

Peach grinned her Jellybean razor sharp teeth. She had a plan.

Picking up a twig in her mouth, Peach flung it at the door. As the doors parted, she wedged another twig in the opening; allowing the Sock Puppet to leave the store.

Peach and Sock hobbled away from the store. Sock smiled as they crossed the street back towards home.

It was good to be free from the automatic door.

One day as I was leaving my house to go to work, I accidently left the front door unlocked. From what I can piece together, and from what the remains of the sock puppet saw (she’s just two eyes ya know), Upon waking up from her nap, Peach wandered outside the house and walked around the yard a bit.

I know what you’re thinking, but you’re wrong. She didn’t meet up with a snake this time. Apparently, word has gotten around how much she loves snakes and they’ve been avoiding the house like the plague. Go figure. Anyway, what did she do outside? I’m not entirely certain. I do know that Peach hopped over to the flowers and met a strange bee. I have more notes on this encounter, which I will share at another time.

But yeah, she just enjoyed the outdoors for a bit and was back inside before I got back home. I’m sure there are things Peach isn’t telling me. It will just take time to find out what she did out there.

While out looking for a laundry mat one day, Peach and Sock ran across two mailboxes laying in the middle of the road. Peach had never seen a mailbox before, from the outside that is… and Sock, well Sock was just preoccupied with something else at the moment, and didn’t see the mailbox.

As Peach investigated one of the boxes closer, it opened and sucked both her and Sock in. Inside the box, Peach looked to Sock, who just shrugged her fuzz. At the end of the mailbox, a light appeared… Peach started to hobble towards the light. Sock tried to stop Peach, but well, ya can’t do much without arms… only having a mouth. They were both sucked into the swirling light… and disappeared only to reappear in the other mailbox.

Peach looked to Sock, Sock looked to Peach. They busted up laughing, not knowing exactly what was wrong. Opening the mailbox, Peach hobbled out with Sock following her.

They continued to head down the sidewalk towards the laundry mat. Once inside, Peach grabbed Sock and threw her in the dryer for a spin… Sock sighed and watched as her world went round and round literally… after a while, she stumbled out of the dryer and walked around in a dizzy mess.

Peach sat back and grinned.

A bell sounded, and the door opened. Winkie entered the laundry mat and took a look around… grabing a nearby microphone, (’cause there’s always a nearby mic right), he started singing a song…

*[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can’t find a good reason
Can’t find hope to believe in

Drop dead
A bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can’t change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation

These eyes
Have seen no conviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I’d say it’s time too late….

[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can’t find a good reason
Can’t find hope to believe in

Ignorance
And understanding
We’re the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But who’s left to stop the bleeding

How far
Will we take this
It’s not hard to see through the fakeness
So tell me what would you say
I’d say it’s time too late

[Chorus]

This can’t last forever
Time won’t make things better
I feel so alone
Can’t help myself
And no one knows
If this is worthless, tell me so

What have we done
with a war that can’t be won
This can’t be real
Cause I don’t know what to feel

[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can’t find a good reason
Can’t find hope to believe

So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can’t find a good reason
For this world to BELIEVE

After Winkie’s lament, he exited the laundry mat… leaving Peach and Sock standing there going WTF?

* Still Waiting – Words and Music by Sum 41