Listening

I was playing my guitar when it stopped mid-song and told me that it wanted to go back to being a tree.

I want my guitar to be happy, so I dug a hole in my backyard and put the tuning end in the ground and packed dirt around it.

Yesterday a branch appeared from the guitar's body. There was the tiniest blossom.

It Helps to Ask

I had tea with David Bowie at his home.

I said, "I like birds. Do you like birds?"

David Bowie said, "Yes, I do like birds."

We sat quietly for a while.

Just then a duck flew by the window. David Bowie got up quickly, grabbed a rifle from his gun cabinet, opened the window, took aim, and shot the duck. The duck landed in the back yard.

David Bowie whistled for his dog, Homer. Homer ran into the room, jumped out the window and retrieved the duck. David Bowie had his butler bring the duck to the kitchen and prepare it for lunch.

Unforgetable

I went for a walk with the ghost of singer Nat King Cole. 

I asked if now that he's dead if he ever feels sad. He said yes. 

He said though yesterday he was haunting someone's house and came upon a marshmallow. He said he never felt so happy.