Being the story of the narrow avoidance of death-by-boulder-flattening at a recent work party last Wednesday at the Means of Production Garden. Not to give away the plot, but would I be making cartoons if this was a tragic story? We’re all fine, I promise. The dog, who was closest to the path of said rolling boulder, didn’t even seem to notice.
It seemed a simple plan.
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- Too big to lift. Don’t let the cartoon muscles fool you.
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- Bit of a journey from the upper bed to the amphitheatre stage a way downhill.
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- Stone age lounge design.
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- Did I mention I’m still alive?
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- What you can’t see is Ms. Kallis’ weaving class who were interrupted by a large, frantic monkey trying to stop the boulder rolling through their midst.
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- tall-boy can added for scale.
Yes, you heard it – the next Means of Production Garden event (the Sprouted Garden Party) is Sunday May 26th from 3-6pm. Oh wait, there’s a poster:
I hope you can come.
The Legion of Flying Monkeys 
thanks for not killing my dog. or me. good times!