Sunday, December 04, 2005

How To Build A Doghouse In Dumbville?

You know some people are just born to do bigger things in life when Algilby De Van Goyar said he is going to spend his entire savings to build a doghouse. The doghouse would be so big that he claimed, would shock the folks in his beloved town. And probably the town next to it, and the one next to the one next to it. It will be the biggest thing ever happens in his beloved town. Bigger than when Econ Mart first opened its franchise. Bigger than when 3400 pandas crossed the town to protest against the organization that stole their image for logo. Bigger than when Jesus learned to walk. Bigger than when he borrowed the ‘how to build a doghouse’ textbook from you. Bigger than when he said he was going to return the ‘how to build a doghouse’ textbook to you. Bigger than when you phoned and specifically asked him to return the ‘how to build a doghouse’ textbook.

And to build the biggest doghouse in the history of mankind, Algilby De Van Goyar has to spend more than his entire savings. He needs favors. He needs extra generosity from the suppliers who can give him extra pieces of wood without charging him. He needs extra sympathy from the crew who can give him extra hours of work without groaning, moaning and grieving. He needs extra talent from the caterer who can cook chicken into seven different dishes everyday for a month without the crew groaning, moaning and grieving. He needs extra brainlessness from the volunteers who can lift the heavy equipments that they shouldn’t be lifting in the first place without slowing down the production. He needs extra benevolence from Gods who can make the sun shines and the people happy without reincarnating him into some kind of low life like spiders, or guinea pigs, or giraffes, or rainbows.

But most of all, Algilby De Van Goyar needs extra miracle from you don’t know who, or where or what, a dog that is so big, bigger than everything that was said earlier, to fit in the biggest doghouse ever going to be built, without screwing the extra generosity, sympathy, talent, brainlessness and benevolence that everyone in his beloved town has given him.

Although you know it would be nice to wish him luck and all that kind stuffs, you wouldn’t.

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