my third murakami experience has surpassed my expectations yet again.
a wild sheep chase is simply that. a quest for a mutant sheep with a star on its fleece in the boondocks of hokkaido. the unnamed protagonist along with his part-time ear model cum hooker girlfirend were sent to hokkaido by the secretary of a dying political figure in search of the sheep which had controlled the mind of the said politician. after fortuitously staying at the dolphin hotel, they encountered the cantankerous sheep professor, who in turn, led them to the exact spot where the mutant sheep was last photographed. and that’s before the protagonist had to face the enigmatic and somewhat taciturn sheep man who smokes seven star cigarettes.
still with me? probably not.
i thought it was ace. i don’t do drugs but if reading this is the next best thing to getting narcotically wasted, i’m just getting my next murakami fix right this minute – the sequel dance, dance, dance.
bukan you dah baca sheep and dance a few times ker?
errr… no.
The Sheep Man is my hero. He rawks.
By now I hope you understand why I need to return to the sheep this weekend, in the boondocks of Lancaster. There is a world that needs saving.
Hahahahaha.
whateverla. youhaveagoodtimeinlancasteryouhear?
my city decided to have a *natural* or *green* grass cutting project for the past 2 years – it was a success last year. This year, the sheep arrived to do their jobs earlier than the birds chirping everymorning… and I don’t think the swans at the pond were very amused…
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