Monday, 16 August 2004 | Blue donkey

The blue donkey told me to think of a question and instructed me not to tell him what it was. I was then asked to blindly pick from a bouquet of slips of paper; the slip I chose would provide the answer to my question.

They'd been printed from a computer, using 8 point Times New Roman in black, and they had a sentence on the front and lucky numbers on the back, like a Chinese fortune. I know that the slips weren't all identical, because the girl who went after me read hers out loud.

Mine said, "Sometimes you gotta create what you want to be part of." It seemed appropriate, considering the question I'd come up with: "Why are you dressed like a donkey?"