WALTER, ELAINE & ZINNIA

These next three Sock Monkeys are all single ones that were made for people with a specific person in mind. They all went to their respective homes at Christmas and I hear were received with love and big smiles!

Walter.
This young fellow went to a gentleman in B.C. who happens to be the brother of the lady whom works in the store that I sell my Sock Monkey's at. Walter and his owner Bradley like to hang out together and take long walks in the rain.

Elaine
When this Sock Monkey was requested, it had to be "red & black" and "you have to name her for my friend Elaine". No problem. I just happened to have a pair of red & black knee highs in my pile and since I haven't named a monkey "Elaine" yet, it worked well. I hear she was received with a bouquet of flowers that had been wrapped in her arms. What a great idea!

Zinnia
When Zinnia was requested, the socks were actually chosen from my pile and named by the young gentleman who bought him. My understanding is that purple Zinnias are a favourite flower for the lady who was on the receiving end of this monkey - all the way in Halifax. what a fantastic place for this Sock Monkey to travel to.

Author's note: You see - not all my monkeys have twisted stories! Some are quite lovely characters and go to fantastic homes. And me? Well, I end up feeling good about doing something nice.

VALENCIA, STARDUST & TWEED

VALENCIA: January 2013. Valencia is a regular fixture at the local Monkey Tail Bar and you can find her hanging out on the 3rd set of lights over the pool table. Most of her time is spent making fun of the people who attempt to play pool and really have no idea what they're doing. I can't begin to tell you how many light fixtures have been broken as angry humans swing their pool cues at her after she's let out a string of not so nice comments. To date, no one has made contact with her and the end of their pool cue  but, I'm sure when it happens it won't be a good scene...
STARDUST: January 2013. I know, I know, not a very original name considering there are stars all over this sock monkey. However, I believe I have made close to 650 sock monkeys now and sometimes names don't come easy. Stardust doesn't seem to really care. He was actually hoping for something more exciting like "Starstruck" or "Starkiller" but when it came right down to it, Stardust was the most appropriate and fit his character well.
TWEED: January 2013. Tweed smoked weed after he peed and planted a seed to fulfill his need of more weed. Pretty clever hey?
Author's note: Absolutely NONE of my sock monkeys smoke weed. Well, that I know of anyway....

LIBBY & TOOTSIE

LIBBY & TOOTSIE: January 2013. If you look closely at these two, you'll find that they are made from "Playboy" socks with the iconic bunny symbol. I decided one had to be a sock bunny and one a sock monkey.
Both Libby and Tootsie have never posed for Playboy magazine but they have been buck naked for the first edition of "Drop Your Socks" magazine (due out this month). Not only will this magazine feature naked sock critters, it will also feature many wonderful and thought provoking stories that most people will buy the magazine for...not for the pictures of course. Anyway, Libby and Tootsie will be the first centerfold and WOW! These two were made for the camera and nakedness. The magazine will be available at your local Adult Entertainment Store and costs only $12.99. Check it out - you're gonna love it!

GATOR, LANCE, MINX & MARQUETTE

GATOR: January 2013. Just because Gator's name is Gator does not in anyway mean that he likes or collects or eats gators. As a matter of fact, Gator has never even seen an alligator and would probably run away, screaming like a little girl if he encountered one. Gator's kind of a sissy that way. He does however like ceramic jewelery and once found a brooch in the shape of a gator. Does that count?
LANCE: January 2013. Lance has a dream to be the checkered flag at an Indie race car event. I can totally picture it. As the winning car is rounding the last turn on the home stretch and four other cars are battling it out to over take him, one smashes into the side of another and causes a huge accident, wheels exploding, pieces of cars flying through the air, the crowd being littered with automotive debris and there at the finish line is someone whipping around a checkered monkey by his tail as they race toward the finish line. Awesome!!
MINX: January 2013. All I can think of when I named Minx is that pivotal part in the movie "Love Actually" when Hugh Grant (who's character is the prime minister of England) glances at a picture of past Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher and calls her a "saucy little minx". Now, say that with an English accent and it's actually a bit "naughty" (another great English word). ANYWAY, Minx just reminds me of that part in the movie and since it happens to be one of my all time favourite movies, it really doesn't matter that I did not write a bio on Minx and just talked up the "Love Actually" movie instead. If you haven't seen it yet, rent it.
MARQUETTE: January 2013. Marquette fell off the bed and bumped his head the other day while a slew of Sock Monkeys were playing the game "NO More Monkey's Jumping On The Bed". I actually didn't have to call the doctor but I did say "No more monkey's jumping on the bed"!! Didn't seem to matter since as soon as I walked away they all started the game again. I have come to the conclusion though, if you can't beat them, may as well join them. Man have I got a huge bump on my head though....

WHAT THE ?????

So, here is the issue for anyone who actually still follows this blog. For some reason, I can not download pictures from my computer anymore to this blog. I understand this is a huge problem with all that use this blogspot and currently they are trying to fix the situation.
Until then, I can't blog my bios without pictures of my monkeys. Therefore, I offer my sincere apologies BUT, I won't be blogging until this is fixed.
Thanks for your patience.
Jessica

DUCKIE, POWELL & FLOSSIE

DUCKIE, POWEL & FLOSSIE: December 2012. These three sock monkeys are homeless and living in an old refrigerator down by the local fish plant where they dine on banana peel and fish tail soup. Surprisingly, they are quite happy and comfortable. If you were to try and remove them from their current situation, you will have a fight on your hands. Each one of them depends on the other for their survival and would not do well without one another. Duckie is a scavenger, Powell is a nurturer and Flossie is the ever present optimist they need to continue living. You can sometimes see them at lunch hour when they play instruments and sing for some loose change by the arena. Throw them a loonie or two and you will make their day. Actually, if you just sing and dance along with them that would make their day too. We love Duckie, Powell and Flossie!!

TURQ, ABUL & JAZZ

TURQ: December 2012. Turq has wanted to be a firefighter for as long as I can remember. He will watch any show that happens to be about fire. At one point I caught him trying to light my box of socks on fire just so he could try and put them all out. We decided to send him to fire school after that incident and have been impressed with his knowledge about the world of fires. Unfortunately for Turq, he's too small and highly flammable so being a firefighter shall remain a dream for him. Starting fires is another story though...
ABUL: December 2012. Abul once caught a flying squirrel in a trap he had originally intended for bats. He was so amazed that there was such a thing as a flying squirrel he took it to the highest hi-rise in town and threw it from the top floor to watch him fly. Of course, we all know that "flying" squirrels are really only "gliding" squirrels and need trees and shorter distances to glide to and fro from. Abul's intentions may have been innocent but, it did not end well for the flying squirrel.
JAZZ: December 2012. NO, Jazz does NOT like jazz music. As a matter of fact, the next person that asks Jazz about jazz music is probably about to see what it's like when a sock monkey goes "postal". Jazz is so tired of people assuming he likes jazz that he has taken to walking around with a "boombox" on his shoulder playing polkas at top volume. If that ain't scary enough for you, go ahead and ask him about jazz music...I dare you.