Greetings! Okay so here is the source of the 'bitter' part of the 'sweet. bitter. tart.' blog name (I'm not that bitter really, but if I were, it would be about this). About 10 years ago I had what I thought was a super awesome idea for a story about a mouse who was a chef. I know! He lived in the French countryside and was summoned to Paris by a magnate renegade lemming to cater his annual Cheese Ball. A mouse who cooks in Paris!? Gee, that's a really good idea...oh...enter that whole Ratatouille thing (and insert the sound of a dream dying).
There was also a museum curator cat, and an artist spider who was born without the ability to spin webs, so navigated through his spider life via a series of complicated ropes and pulleys. So if Disney releases a spider movie about a spider who was born without the ability to spin webs, but navigates his way through his spider life via a series of complicated ropes and pulleys I'm going to throw myself off a cliff. Just saying. Anyhoo, here was My Story through some of the pictures.
There was also a museum curator cat, and an artist spider who was born without the ability to spin webs, so navigated through his spider life via a series of complicated ropes and pulleys. So if Disney releases a spider movie about a spider who was born without the ability to spin webs, but navigates his way through his spider life via a series of complicated ropes and pulleys I'm going to throw myself off a cliff. Just saying. Anyhoo, here was My Story through some of the pictures.
The End. :)
