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It never occurred to me that the picture opened more often than any other on my blog would be green polka dot shoes. Just when you think your funky tastes are totally unique. . .

I could have expected searches that relate to the person searching would be popular, such as:  number one song the day your were born and what your drink says about you. But how do you account for a strong caterpillar and gold crested gecko following? Many are looking for Jesus here, little Jesus to be exact.

None of the above searches scare me, but I hope the scores of guys in their mom’s basement looking for zombie lights stay right where they are.

Oh, why the title above? I’m no fool, just a hit whore who knows how to play the game.

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Continuing my year of new things in the new year in lieu of resolutions, I give you Buddy the gecko, native to New Caledonia. Though I am partial to reptiles, having lizards crawl on me has been a long standing no-no. But this is a new year and Buddy, the neighbor kids’ pet molted yesterday was so soft.  He did  not appear threatening.  With instructions worthy of Jack Hannah the oldest put the gecko on back of my hand.

Later we let him play on a tree truck (which they assured me he loved). Buddy is hand raised and doesn’t care too much for grass, though. Once he touched the lawn he just stared at me as I sat cross legged, then inched closer.

“He’s going to jump on me, ” I said.

He moved forward again and then leaped onto my knee, all the time staring at me with his unblinking eyes. To be fair, he has no eyelids.

“He likes you,” the kids assured me, “We’ve never seen him do that with anyone.”

Considering I had brushed with mint toothpaste to encourage nose kisses from the cats, it didn’t seem a good idea to get in Buddy’s face.  So we let him play on the tree trunk a while and then his outing was over. Let’s hope he enjoyed it as much as the kids and I.

Buddy, Gold Crested Gecko (dalmatian harlequin)

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