Monkeyboy Learns A Lesson

Hello fellow bloggers. I know you have probably been missing my fun, lighthearted adventures. As you can see, I have been detained - literally.



What can I tell you...we had a little misunderstanding. It is hard being a primate, and not knowing exactly what is and is not acceptable behavior in public. Geez, you throw a bit of poo around, and everyone gets all bent out of shape. I won't go into the ugly details, but let's just say I have learned some hard lessons.



I don't think my discretions will go down on my permanent record. I did some quick talking, and got myself some expert legal assistance, and managed to get through it with my ego, and my sqeaky clean record intact. As a matter of fact, by the time I left the station, I was an honorary member of the force. They need a few more strong, hairy-knuckled type of guys around there.



I will do my best to stay out of trouble from here on out. No more hitchhiking, carousing, loitering, harassing, etc. I have experienced the backseat of a squad car, and it stinks - literally. I love this education...I think they call it the school of hard knocks.

Monkeyboy Goes Camping

Monkeyboy loves to camp! These fine park rangers helped me out and found me a lovely campsite near the river. The other campers were a little taken aback having to camp next to a gorilla, but after I introduced myself, all was good. I kept all the bears and racoons at bay, so everyone was happy to have me around. I even had my first s'more. I do not recommend eating these with a full face of fur. The result is a hairy, sticky, marshmallowey mess.


After a quick study of the map, I was off on a hike. What a lovely way to spend the day. And I didn't have to worry about Giraffes and Elephants getting in my way like back at home. Just a monkey, on a sojourn, communing with nature. It brings to mind one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost...."two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both, and be one traveler long I stood..." I bet none of you knew I was so into poetry. You are learning a lot of new things about this ape!!


Next, I was off to canoe the river. Once I figured out how to steer the dang canoe, I was on my way. A powerful Gorilla paddling a little canoe is like a 25 HP motor! You should have seen the wake. I could have pulled a waterskier.



All good things must come to an end, so it was time for Monkeyboy to move on. You just never know where I will show up next.

Happy Birthday to My Master Jen!

Monkeyboy wanted to give a shout out to my beloved master, Jen today on her 46th Birthday. Even though I am not there to celebrate in person, I did not forget your big day. I hope by now you have gotten the special delivery I personally made for you. Have a wonderful birthday, and stay in touch.
Love and Bananas,
Monkeyboy

Monkeyboy Goes Bowling!

The dreary weekend did not drag Monkeyboy down. What fun I had at the lanes. I may just join a league.



Thank goodness for electronic scoring. Strikes, spares, turkeys, splits. It is all way too confusing for this guy. But, by the end (even after a few beers), I had it all down.



I was a little unsure about the shoes, but the guy behind the counter assured me that it was safe and sanitary. I do think I look very dapper in these little numbers.

A busy weekend at home for Monkeyboy!

Wow, there is so much to learn. I tried out Rollerblading, but that just didn't work out for me. My knuckles got all scraped up from dragging on the ground. But, I did not get discouraged. Instead, I learned to ride a bike - a two wheeler - all by myself. I am no Greg LeMond, but hey, I gave it a shot.



I also entertained some "wild" friends. This is an old pal from my old stomping grounds. He turned out to be quite stiff and boring, however. It seems that I have really grown in ways that I never thought imaginable. I am just not satisfied hanging out with the same old unintellectual crowd. I have seen and done things they have only read about. I guess you could say I have evolved.



After all of that, I was simply exhausted. Nothing like a good old bubble bath to wind down after an exciting weekend. I know that we have a bad reputation for stinking to high heaven, but that really is an unfortunate stereotype. I like a good scrubbing bubble bath as much as the next guy.

Monkeyboy and Jen Get Down!

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Monkeyboy Enjoys the Labor Day Holiday

I was hoping to make it to the State Fair, but this monkey has been on the go for so long that the exhaustion has set in. I decided to just have a nice, relaxing holiday weekend doing the things I love to do. Here are some of the highlights.

First of all, I spent a lot of time playing backyard basketball. Just call me air monkey. Those buffoons I was playing with had no idea what they were dealing with. Look out Harlem Globetrotters, here comes Monkeyboy.



After all that activity, I just decided to do what I (and my master, Jennifer) love to do most. Read and smoke! There is nothing like a pairing of Marlboro Lights and a fabulous novel. What could be better?



I ended the holiday with a Labor Day barbeque. Everything was delicious. Hamburgers for the Homo Sapiens, grilled banana for Monkeyboy. It is especially good with a cold Banana Foster. What a great weekend. I am resting up for my next adventure. Stay tuned for more adventures of Monkeyboy!!