The Day Blackie Stood Still

Today, in fact moments from now, I am off to a magical land called Tiburon with my nieces. Where, apparently, we are going to see a statue of a pony called Blackie. Who, according to the information I was given, was alive but never moved. If this is in fact true I have a number of questions, how did the pony eat? did his poop pile up behind him? did anyone try to get him to move? how long did this go on? hopefully I will get answers to these questions, and many questions more. Apparently children used to sit on his back, which to me doesnt make much sense, and I would be afraid of him suddenly awaking from his stupor and freaking the fuck out, but thats just me. So in summary, I am going to see a statue of a horse whose claim to fame is that he was like a statue. I imagine its pretty close to seeing the real thing. I promise to dispell all of the misteries surrounding Blackie tomorrow. Oh and also after I see Blackie I am going to a Roller Derby match. Perfect day.