The Seat Of My Pants

“ Hello.”
“Hello Lucy.”
“Lucy.”
“Yes, your name is Lucy.”
“…Is it… is it good?”
“Yes it is, Lucy. But this is my animal cracker. You don’t get one.”
“I can fly… if I want to.”
“I don’t think you can Lucy. But you live in that cage, so we’ll never know. ”

* My brother, veterinarian Dr. Jeffrey Mitchell, has a conversation with a parrot.

Dec 20 2010

About me

Matt is an experienced road warrior who has spanned every nook and cranny of the American landscape since graduating from the finest of the Big XII universities, back when it had 12 schools.

He currently lives in Milwaukee, following mobile marketing tours with Fuze Beverage, Range Life Entertainment, the U.S. Air Force, a certain giant hot dog-shaped Chevrolet, and others.

His latest marketing gig, for an unnamed gigantic mega-corporation client, has him flying to destinations all over this great land. He has also taken to living vicariously through himself, using the alter ego "Uncle Mitch."

By reading this paragraph, you have formally challenged Matt to an eating contest. And he accepts. Name the time, place, and dish.

If you have any questions, comments, death threats or intriguing domestic job leads, please feel free to email him at YourOldBoyUncleMitch@gmail.com

U-S-A!

“ Hello.” “Hello Lucy.” “Lucy.” “Yes, your name is Lucy.” “…Is it… is it good?” “Yes it is, Lucy. But this is my animal cracker. You don’t get one.” “I can fly… if I want to.” “I don’t think you can Lucy. But you live in that cage, so we’ll never know. ”

Dec 20 2010

About me

“ Hello.”
“Hello Lucy.”
“Lucy.”
“Yes, your name is Lucy.”
“…Is it… is it good?”
“Yes it is, Lucy. But this is my animal cracker. You don’t get one.”
“I can fly… if I want to.”
“I don’t think you can Lucy. But you live in that cage, so we’ll never know. ”