Since I am going to be a turkey for the next few months, I thought it would be fun to record my observations, especially in the days leading up to Thanksgiving.
Since November and December are both associated with turkey, I thought it would be interesting to see if Halloween would acknowledge turkey too.
The next month or two I will be showing up at various harvest or Halloween-type events, attempting to blend in with the local scenery. A turkey should be included even on pagan holidays.
A turkey wandering the grounds of Hippie Island is a surprising sight. I didn't have any hair, just feathers. I decided to let my feathers grow out. Plumage. Beautiful plumage. One hippie said "GET LOST." I told him my back was against the bonfire. "You don't want fried turkey, do you?" He didn't respond. I felt the warmth of the fire against my back. "I'm already baked!" He didn't say anything, but his mouth did start to water. The hippies are prone to munchies, and a walking-talking turkey wouldn't necessarily turn off a determined hippie, so I waddled out of there as fast as I could. "Learn to trot, learn to trot, dammit" I kept telling myself.
I found a surprisingly high number of walkways and entryways that were turkey-accessible. No problem getting in almost anywhere.
Someone asked how the dance balls worked, and I said in order to dance you had to sit on one, believe it or not. Then I was asked to dance. I declined, saying sitting on a ball would be too much like work, since I was a turkey.