Christmas Pull Toys Lounge Pants
Hi Gang! Ya, I'm back again. I know its been awhile!!
Well, to catch you up on things, I've been selling my pull toys on Ebay and Etsy. (as well as the "real world" to people I know) and they seem to be selling pretty good. :) I'm noticing that the dog pieces move, and so far...Capt. Stubbley isn't seeing a whole lot of action. (and thats a shame, because he looks so...."Action Ready") (Quite frankly....I wish "I" looked that "Action Ready" lol!)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8586589
I'm sorry I didn't pop in here sooner. I just get so busy, then pretty soon I'm prioritizing things.....and blogging falls by the way side. (not that I would ever take you for granted, dear reader) (Cheer up, I did put you in front of spam carving) See?
Christmas was wicked because:
A) I got a new pair of lounge pants
B) We got new cell phones and have joined the 21st century. (This one really beats the 1/2 coconut shell and tin foil variety)
C) I got an art book about the artist Glen Barr
D) I got an art book about the artist Joseph Cornell
E) I got 2 Terry Pratchett books
F) I got a Meat Slicer! One of those with the shiny round blade that turns big-ole-meat into fancy pantsy deli meat.
G) A gift certificate for the hardware store. ((swooning))
Among other things, I gave Mary this:
This is an antique portable Chinese tea warmer. Unfortunately I cannot locate any information on the web about it. But when I saw it....I knew I had to get it for my wife. (K...actually I was dying to get it too) I saw this in an antique store...and suddenly I couldn't focus on anything else....its like I was possessed!
I keep thinking to myself....100 years ago....some Chinese person was carrying this so they could have hot tea. The romantic version of that same thought is: 100 years ago, a Chinese man or woman was taking this out to greet their spouse/lover, perhaps to a picnic in a nice oriental garden. You guys didn't know I was such a softy huh?
Of course....there's the "Action" version of this same thought: In the middle of a deadly high flying round of Kung Fu, a warrior is galantly slain, but first stops for that last spot of tea just before asscending the stairway to heaven.
(Please forgive the author of this blog if he has confused any nationalities and customs) (he is ignorant)
(More ignorance behind the cut)
By the way...I have to interupt this blog for a second. You know that new cell phone I was just going on about on the last page? I called to have it activated last night, and I was told by a very nice customer service girl, that if I wanted to get some cool ring tones, I would either have to pay an additional 10 dollars a month for net service on the phone....or pay 70 dollars for a USB cord and software. Then she told me, off the record, that she paid 10 dollars for the entire outfit in Mexico.
"Why does everything cost so much in America!!!???!!?!??!?!?!"
(K, sorry for that unannounced rant.....see what happens when I don't blog for a bit?)
"My shirt is itchy!!"
(that was uncalled for...sorry...)
So anyway, heres a brief montage of a few things I got for Christmas:
Sorry no shot of the lounge pants....however, thank you to Lori and Kip for your gifts.
And I also did a good deed for Christmas this year. K, gather round kids....grab the popcorn...go potty now if you have to.
So I work in the medical profession. (Ya....an artist who has a regular job.....surprise) and a week before Christmas an older lady came into the lab, and I brought her back to the draw room with me. (I'm a phlebotomist, which is a fancy latin word for "Blood drawer") So anyway...I get her back to the torture chamber, and I look down and realize she isn't wearing shoes......shes wearing open sandals. (Mind you, its been Holey Mackeral cold here in WA) and I said....without thinking...."Where is your shoes!!??!"
She told me she didn't have any, then went on to say, that she had a long list for Santa of things she needs.
I felt about 2 inches tall.
As I drew her blood I casually asked her what size shoes she wore.... she told me 8 1/2. (Inside my head, I was despertately thinking of who's shoes I could rip off to give her) (however that was not a practical thought)
Anyway, to make a long story short, Yours truly, bought a pair of shoes and dropped them off a few days before Christmas, anonymously, at her apartment complex.
The End.
So anyway, I guess I'm all out of blabber, so I will sign off for now.
Peace, love, sausage
and a happy new year
-Joe
Dear friends, go here and vote for the movie Sicko.
Well, to catch you up on things, I've been selling my pull toys on Ebay and Etsy. (as well as the "real world" to people I know) and they seem to be selling pretty good. :) I'm noticing that the dog pieces move, and so far...Capt. Stubbley isn't seeing a whole lot of action. (and thats a shame, because he looks so...."Action Ready") (Quite frankly....I wish "I" looked that "Action Ready" lol!)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8586589
I'm sorry I didn't pop in here sooner. I just get so busy, then pretty soon I'm prioritizing things.....and blogging falls by the way side. (not that I would ever take you for granted, dear reader) (Cheer up, I did put you in front of spam carving) See?
Christmas was wicked because:
A) I got a new pair of lounge pants
B) We got new cell phones and have joined the 21st century. (This one really beats the 1/2 coconut shell and tin foil variety)
C) I got an art book about the artist Glen Barr
D) I got an art book about the artist Joseph Cornell
E) I got 2 Terry Pratchett books
F) I got a Meat Slicer! One of those with the shiny round blade that turns big-ole-meat into fancy pantsy deli meat.
G) A gift certificate for the hardware store. ((swooning))
Among other things, I gave Mary this:
This is an antique portable Chinese tea warmer. Unfortunately I cannot locate any information on the web about it. But when I saw it....I knew I had to get it for my wife. (K...actually I was dying to get it too) I saw this in an antique store...and suddenly I couldn't focus on anything else....its like I was possessed!
I keep thinking to myself....100 years ago....some Chinese person was carrying this so they could have hot tea. The romantic version of that same thought is: 100 years ago, a Chinese man or woman was taking this out to greet their spouse/lover, perhaps to a picnic in a nice oriental garden. You guys didn't know I was such a softy huh?
Of course....there's the "Action" version of this same thought: In the middle of a deadly high flying round of Kung Fu, a warrior is galantly slain, but first stops for that last spot of tea just before asscending the stairway to heaven.
(Please forgive the author of this blog if he has confused any nationalities and customs) (he is ignorant)
(More ignorance behind the cut)
By the way...I have to interupt this blog for a second. You know that new cell phone I was just going on about on the last page? I called to have it activated last night, and I was told by a very nice customer service girl, that if I wanted to get some cool ring tones, I would either have to pay an additional 10 dollars a month for net service on the phone....or pay 70 dollars for a USB cord and software. Then she told me, off the record, that she paid 10 dollars for the entire outfit in Mexico.
"Why does everything cost so much in America!!!???!!?!??!?!?!"
(K, sorry for that unannounced rant.....see what happens when I don't blog for a bit?)
"My shirt is itchy!!"
(that was uncalled for...sorry...)
So anyway, heres a brief montage of a few things I got for Christmas:
Sorry no shot of the lounge pants....however, thank you to Lori and Kip for your gifts.
And I also did a good deed for Christmas this year. K, gather round kids....grab the popcorn...go potty now if you have to.
So I work in the medical profession. (Ya....an artist who has a regular job.....surprise) and a week before Christmas an older lady came into the lab, and I brought her back to the draw room with me. (I'm a phlebotomist, which is a fancy latin word for "Blood drawer") So anyway...I get her back to the torture chamber, and I look down and realize she isn't wearing shoes......shes wearing open sandals. (Mind you, its been Holey Mackeral cold here in WA) and I said....without thinking...."Where is your shoes!!??!"
She told me she didn't have any, then went on to say, that she had a long list for Santa of things she needs.
I felt about 2 inches tall.
As I drew her blood I casually asked her what size shoes she wore.... she told me 8 1/2. (Inside my head, I was despertately thinking of who's shoes I could rip off to give her) (however that was not a practical thought)
Anyway, to make a long story short, Yours truly, bought a pair of shoes and dropped them off a few days before Christmas, anonymously, at her apartment complex.
The End.
So anyway, I guess I'm all out of blabber, so I will sign off for now.
Peace, love, sausage
and a happy new year
-Joe
Dear friends, go here and vote for the movie Sicko.