Hey what happened to the heads?
I've been training hard for the Psy-Triathlon. I figured I'd surprise @A.R.
by returning his body in a condition better than I found it. It seemed like the best way to repay him for letting me take it to the dance.
But now I get back to the gallery and it's empty! Just some scraps of paper blowing in the wind. I wonder where they went?
I hope @A.R.
isn't angry. And I just know everything will work out for @Pheobe eventually. What I won't miss are Potatoman's lame jokes. That's one of the biggest drawbacks about shelf-partners you don't get along with.
I know! What if I use my new found Triathlon powers and just run, swim, and bike from town to town, searching out The Human Head Transplant Series forever? I'll always be one step behind, but discover some small clue to get me to their next stop, where I'll arrive a day too late, but having meaningful adventures as I seek out the next clue. Yes that sounds great. Wish me luck!
Well, the operation was a success, and I feel like a million bucks! What a feeling to have arms and legs again, to move my head wherever I want to take it! What freedom!
's body isn't in the best shape, but who am I to be picky? It's kind of a fixer upper. I feel like going to a gym. I'm still a little clumsy though. It's like wearing someone else's clothes and they don't quite fit. Haven't figured out how long my arms and legs really are, so I'm taking it slow. There's a manual they give you whenever you get a transplanted to a new body with some exercises in it that you're supposed to do. Hand-eye stuff, cross-toe touches. But I was so excited I ran right out into the field with the wind rushing in my ears and stumbled over a mole hill and landed face first in the muddy grass. But it felt so good I didn't care! Yippee!!!
I hope @A.R.
is finding my jar as interesting.
Wow, that's very nice of you, @A.R.
! Let's do it! Come on down to the exhibit and there's some paperwork you will need to fill out, and then it's super easy. They've got a chair and all the equipment they need. These days it's not any more painful or difficult than getting a piercing or a tattoo. And I'll get my jar picked up and ready for a guest head.
has been kind of sullen, though, and hasn't said much for the past few days. She just stares at the little window we can see from our shelf. Sometimes it takes people a little while to adjust to being a head in a jar and they get despondent. But I keep telling her the best way to get somebody to want your head is to be cheerful and optimistic, like me! But sometimes it does feel like you're in an orphanage waiting to get adopted by Daddy Warbucks or something.
I've been thinking about asking @Phoebe
to the Halloween dance, but it's a little awkward in my situation. There's only so much dancing you can do with your eyebrows and mouth. I've been working on my ear wiggling and nose flares, but it would be so nice if I could arrange for bodies for both of us for just one night.
So if people are feeling generous and could find it in their heart to swap out with both of us on Halloween I'd be foerever grateful. Thanks for your consideration!
I couldn't help but hear you burbling in the jar next to me, @Phoebe
. You must be new around here? There's always new faces, coming and going. You must have come on board at our last stop, back in Moonville. Or Half Moon. Or whatever. I just remember that it had "moon" in it.
What happened was this: You got traded in. Hey, it happens to the best of us! Ha ha, get it? It's what happened to all of us. That's why we're here.
But don't worry. Most of the heads turn around pretty quickly. I've only been here a couple of months but I've already been close to getting picked a few times. I think it's best if you just try and be yourself, and not get all overly friendly with them. What you want to do is start hitting it off, but really naturally. DEFINITELY don't cry. Nobody wants a crying head.
Oh, hey, feeding time! You're gonna love this.