First blog

strange to take the secret thoughts of a diary and publish them to the world. why? fishing for - what? compliments, motivation, feedback, reassurance? regardless.

"lambsteeth" is the name of a play i wrote in college (UC Berkeley 84) and what it is is the idea that even something as soft, innocent and unaggressive as a lamb has teeth. teeth! the idea has since gotten tangled up in my head with a memory from 1990 Culver City of a nest of tiny, YOUNG feral kittens that i was rescuing (since i had trapped their mom for spaying) and how, tiny and blind and helpless as they were, they snarled and hissed and bared little fangs at me. do lambs ever bite? if a lamb was threatened or frightened would she bare her teeth and defend herself? do prey animals do that? since i have 2 (parrots- green cheek conure Tookie and blue headed pionus Charlie) who are and do (with beaks not teeth) plus the scars to prove it, i'd guess the answer is yes- lambs bite.