Sunday, March 18, 2007
My world
So its a rollicking Sunday night in leg-up land. The highlight of the day is on BBC: Avengers and The Saint.
The Two Great White Russians are happy at my incarceration, and ecstatic that I ordered twice from Amazon.com. Two boxes come in the mail. I set them up each morning and they become Box Cats (not Bob Cats).
Notice that one box is smaller. It belongs to Jaws, who chewed it up and busted out one side to provide a little more leg room, like economy-plus on United.
Besides two boxed cats, I photograph what is next to me all afternoon: three bottles of water, my rhyming dictionary, the channel changer, glasses, and the chinese restaurant menu from across the street.
I promise to expand my horizons tomorrow. Perhaps I'll photograph the crutches, or give you a shocking look at the Simple Bledso cast, locked at 30 degrees.
I know you can't wait. Neither can I.
The Two Great White Russians are happy at my incarceration, and ecstatic that I ordered twice from Amazon.com. Two boxes come in the mail. I set them up each morning and they become Box Cats (not Bob Cats).
Notice that one box is smaller. It belongs to Jaws, who chewed it up and busted out one side to provide a little more leg room, like economy-plus on United.
Besides two boxed cats, I photograph what is next to me all afternoon: three bottles of water, my rhyming dictionary, the channel changer, glasses, and the chinese restaurant menu from across the street.
I promise to expand my horizons tomorrow. Perhaps I'll photograph the crutches, or give you a shocking look at the Simple Bledso cast, locked at 30 degrees.
I know you can't wait. Neither can I.
