The table had once held a large assortment of ball point pens.  The table was scrawled with thousands of tiny little scribbles. Each scribble made by some person testing one of the many thousands of pens.  The only pen left was blue.

It Began With A Chicken Prologue Day 2

The Box was square, and smelled of freshly cut pine.  Across the side of the Box was printed in large pink letters "Johnson." The box sat on a table.

It Began with a Chicken...an introduction.

The following blog is the home of an exciting experiment. It starts with a chicken. That's it, that's the idea. This blog will follow the exploits of my own twisted mind as I take the the concept of a simple chicken and unlock and exciting adventure.


And Now......


It began with a Chicken. The chicken was in a box.