My office is always running some kind of “togetherness” team-building promotional event for its real estate agents, but expecting this Sacramento REALTOR to dress up like a chicken should not be one of them. To be fair, this did not happen in real life but it is what I dreamed last night, and let’s face it, sometimes dreams turn into reality; at least mine often do.
They styled my hair into a chicken comb — btw, am I the only person in the world to google: what is the name of the thing on top of a chicken’s head — and dressed me in white skinny-leg pants, paired with a yellow top and painted scary looking chicken toes on my feet. It was some sort of Mardi Gras party and there was me, dressed like a chicken. You know, I can see the reason I had that dream. But it’s not what you are probably thinking.
When I was in Molokai earlier this month, one thing you can’t help but notice is all of the red hens and roosters –chickens, running in the wild. You see them everywhere on the island, pecking in the grass, sprinting through the trees along side the road. If you ask Don, who looks like he’s been driving Midnight Taxi for decades, he’ll tell you it’s because the plantation guys brought in chickens around the turn of the 20th Century for cockfights. He’ll also groan about the guy on Kamehameha Highway who won’t share his mangoes with anybody, even if you politely ask.
On top of that, I spotted a chicken yesterday walking around the parking lot outside of Fairytale Town. I suppose they can fly. Or maybe some careless kid left a gate open. It was strutting back and forth, wondering why it had black tar under its feet instead of sand, I imagine, or maybe it was enjoying exploration beyond the fence and sending text messages back to the other chickens: nope nothing here in the parking lot except for some Sacramento REALTOR pounding on her cellphone and blowing up Ingress portals.
I felt the need to stop at Fairytale Town on my way home to Land Park after shooting photos of a new listing in Freeport Park, just across the road from Hollywood Park. The portals beckoned. For more info, call Elizabeth Weintraub, 916.233.6759. There are a ton of Ingress portals at Fairytale Town. And that one chicken running loose.