so my roommate kristi gave us all little teddy bears for christmas. i kind of believe in the power of naming things and i think that giving something or someone a name is a way of establishing a connection, a form of belonging and paves the way for a relationship to be developed and defined. it's a way of breathing meaning into otherwise wordless, unformed spaces, where concepts and ideas are still in the floating phase.

the negative side is that it can also be a form of trapping but we'll get to that another day.

anyway, this post was meant to introduce everyone to "Duck" Gimli Wee.

yes i know it's a bear, but it's called duck because Duck is very fluid in his identity and refuses to remain categorized and defined in any conventional box. simply put, and as Lauryn Hill so eloquently sang, Duck 'gets out'.

he was originally called Gimli because his stumpy body reminded me of the dwarf from GoldenAxe but Gimli is the only dwarf name i know.

so here he is, "Duck Gimli Wee"