So...penguinkraft's mom gave her a bunch of glass jars, against her will. Many of them have an old-timey apothecary feel, and have been repurposed as canisters for flour, sugar, and other baking supplies. The largest one, though, has sat empty for most of its time here. It was clearly meant to hold bagels or some other baked goods, but we never really had ( Read more... )

So, just now, penguinkraft was annoyed about something. I pulled Mr. Bill's Hammer of Justice (a wooden mallet, ostensibly used for cracking crabs) out of its drawer in the kitchen, and handed it to her. She promptly hit me with it, in the chest. Apparently, when one passes off the Hammer of Justice, one should not stand still and act like a target.