Monday, November 17, 2008

My Previous Life, Part 2


There seems to be an interest in my Previous Life. Maybe you'd like to know how it feels to sit in corporate meetings, totally bored out of your mind, listening to the Big Boys tell you how it is and how it will be and when all is said and done, you know nothing will change. Well, here's your answer.

The eyes are stones, the mouth has a plastic fish in it and it isn't glazed, it's spray painted. It's in the front yard up by the sidewalk and Susan is quite sure no one will steal it.

4 comments:

bindu said...

funny! You should do a series along this theme - I'm sure lots of people can relate to it. :)

Robyn said...

LOL....well it's just as well you are out of it!

among found objects said...

perhaps a series of paper weights for office folk to help them remember to dream outside of their cubicle and that just because the paper is weighted down doesnt mean their spirit must also be.

Philip said...

I have met too many people like this!
Great idea - the face says it all.