WE ARE NOT FOOLED, oh giant phallic artificial turf-covered cellular phone tower. YOU DO NOT LOOK LIKE A TREE. At all. And never will. As far as giant phallic artificial turf-covered towers go, though, you are the very best.
NinjaHead resides with a muffin-baking woman known herein as Herself. Herself has a Beloved Husband, with whom she shares three nearly-grown Offspring. When she is not writing Things, Herself nurtures a visceral fondness for small furry creatures. The household menagerie, which has varied in size and composition over the years, presently contains a minuscule middle aged chihuahua and a most mild-mannered senior chihuahua. Someday, there will be more critters, for she loves them tremendously.