Where did I leave off? Oh yes, I came home from my visit to Mississippi…I ascended the stairs…opened the door to the “kid’s” room…and my jaw dropped to the floor. At that moment, I stood as witness to the MOST EPIC BEANIE BABY PROJECT KNOWN TO MANKIND!
He rules his kingdom with an iron claw. (Sloths have claws right?) He orchestrates the building and maintenance of his vast empire from atop Raggedy Ann’s noggin. He is master of all he surveys and his commands are obeyed by a population of over 250 loyal subjects.
It is their duty to build roads, bridges and railways for Jorges’ various enterprises. These workers are paid well, but their days are long and tedious.
Other subjects in Beanieopolis are more fortunate. As an avid fan of Confederate history, Jorge employs actors under his rule to reenact classic battles between the Blue and the Gray.
Yes, it’s Rainbow the chameleon.
Jorges’ devotion to classic film is legendary. He employs even more Beanie thespians to perform scenes from some of the greatest movies ever to grace the silver screen.
Here are a few of his favorites…
THE OPENING SCENE FROM THE GODFATHER
THE HUNGER GAMES
And what film library would be complete without an iconic scene from TITANIC?
Of course not all citizens of Beanieopolis are productive members of society. These poor creatures have been incarcerated. Jorge caught them fishing without their amenity passes and put them in jail.
But life on Beanieopolis isn’t all work and rehearsals. A wedding was recently held on the island and it was a thing of beauty.
The wedding was well attended by all Beanies not otherwise employed in Jorges’ bidding.
Catering was provided by the trusty
slaves volunteers from Jorges’ vast pool of culinary specialists.
(I guess I should have checked Miss Sock Monkey’s pose before I took this picture! Note Hannah’s beloved old doll “Chair” next to her. That kid was a wiz at naming her toys.)
Of course, as in any kingdom, there are subjects who manage to stay under the radar and avoid the scrutiny of Jorges’ constant gaze.
And there are always a few poor souls who just never fit in and retreat to the farthest corners of the kingdom to take comfort in anonymity.
This is poor Swoop the “existential angst” pterodactyl.
Well, that’s all. I know you will join me in marveling at the strange and wonderful brain of Tama. She’s a great friend and one of the biggest weirdos I know. It took me several hours to put my beanies back in their proper places and pack away all the toys and decorations she dragged out of my closets. Never underestimate people who appear normal from the outside.
You just never know what lurks in the recesses of their dark and goofy minds.