These aren't even two turtledoves. No redeeming qualities. (And this coming from a bird person.) |
Friday, August 2, 2013
Glorified pigeons
Don't mind if I don't.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Another one for the wall
What I like best of all is that this isn't even someone's house. It appears to be a research facility - and CLEARLY too nice to throw away. |
Why not hang an aerial photograph of someone else's agricultural property on your wall?
In this neck of the woods, these belong on the wall sandwiched between your souvenir spoon collection and your brass decorative platter featuring the Last Supper.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Killing me softly with his song
Busking clowns. Seems to be a popular theme among dust-collecting tchotchkes.
I have no room in my life for clowns. They're too close in relation to the mime. (This information is filed under "Things You Should Know About Kate" between "loves animatronics" and "has been known to turn two Double Stuf Oreos into one 'Quadruple Stuf Oreo.'"*)
Look. Even the jaunty-hatted dog is begging him to stop.
*don't judge... The good people at Nabisco already did that when I suggested that they start making them this way. *sigh*
I have no room in my life for clowns. They're too close in relation to the mime. (This information is filed under "Things You Should Know About Kate" between "loves animatronics" and "has been known to turn two Double Stuf Oreos into one 'Quadruple Stuf Oreo.'"*)
Look. Even the jaunty-hatted dog is begging him to stop.
You ever tried dancing to just an upright bass before? Played by a clown? Can't be easy. |
*don't judge... The good people at Nabisco already did that when I suggested that they start making them this way. *sigh*
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
In the eye of the beholder
You see silhouetted unicorns, prancing merrily as the day is dawning.
I see renegade 'corns, black as night with glowing eyes. As tall as a castle. Pawing at the barren earth and participating in horn-to-horn combat as night closes in.
They'll transition you out of the lavender maned, glittery hooved creatures of your childhood and catapult you into your angst-ridden teen years with the swish of their unkempt tail.
These aren't your little sister's unicorns.
Please tell me I'm not the only one who spots a pair of polite paws at the top left corner of this photograph. They're altogether distracting and lovely. |
I see renegade 'corns, black as night with glowing eyes. As tall as a castle. Pawing at the barren earth and participating in horn-to-horn combat as night closes in.
They'll transition you out of the lavender maned, glittery hooved creatures of your childhood and catapult you into your angst-ridden teen years with the swish of their unkempt tail.
These aren't your little sister's unicorns.
Monday, July 29, 2013
Sure, why not?
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