Alas, Babylon

Alas, Babylon, originally uploaded by geekgirlunveiled.

Some days you just feel like you need to be prepared. Even when things are going smoothly, there's a little voice in your head that says things could happen, things aren't right. It's not rational, it's not reasonable, it just is. That's okay.

Perhaps it's easier to appreciate a generally positive nature when you have occasional glimpses of moments of doom and gloom. Maybe it's easier to appreciate the sunshine and flowers when you irregularly feel the compulsion to don your gas mask.

"What the flimflam is this???"

"and where are her FEET?"
"what an odd hair style... do you think it would suit me?"
" you think she likes pie?"

You'd think they'd be used to odd things like this showing up around here. Instead they remind me of cats, every new object or occurrence is to be investigated with all seriousness. Well, mostly seriousness. One of the poppets is now eyeing scissors and mumbling something about a "lovely fringe..."