For them who haven’t peeked ahead, HERE‘s the second post covering my visit to the Museum of Flight.
I link all of these old posts but I know full well the only people even remotely likely to click on those links are people who have already seen those posts because they are regular readers and regularly comment. Everyone else is too busy to do much more than glance at something in between biting down on their falafel while scrolling through their e-mails and tracking their Twitter feed for the latest Trumpism.
And now, the photo:
The design of that teapot made it look like the pot was born to pour liquid for a living. You can almost imagine it tilting to the left and amber elixir pouring out of the spout. The pot itself was fairly worn, but a judicial application of Topaz effects returns it to its former glory.
Truthfully, you don’t see these kinds of jokes much these days. The dynamics of the family structure have changed and I say for the better.
It used to be spouses lived almost dual lives; one with their friends and one with their family. I suppose it can still happen but I don’t know anyone whose husband (or wife) has a need to sneak out to be with “the boys” (or “the girls”). Still, funny joke (as usual).
It’s sand when . . . Paint Drying Gots the Blues.
And . . . that’s it
Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.
You can read about Project 313 HERE.
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