Tuesday, August 21, 2007

On the Garage Floor

Buried underneath all the crap of our lives which previously lived in the garage and now lives in a POD I found that *something* spilled. At first I thought it was glue, because everything the brown ooze touched was impenetrably stuck to other things that also touched the brown glop. After digging a little deeper and getting everything else out of the picture, I figured out that it was paint. A paint can had tipped over and gluggled out onto the garage floor. Except the strange thing was that I *never* found the empty paint can. So this spill may as well have come out of nowhere. Weird. But the color and texture of the dried paint was pretty cool.

Those cassette tapes were stuck in the upright position. Had to break them into little pieces to pry them off the floor.

And then Ellis made me take a picture of her:

She was having trouble prying her shirt off her head. Typical. Brain the size of a planet, but she can’t get her shirt off without adult supervision.

1. That first pic is pretty cool...very art gallery artsy.

   The pic of Ellis is probably the cutest one I’ve seen you post.  Girl has presence.

   Posted by Kerstin  on  08/21/07  at  08:13 AM

2. When I saw the first pic, I couldn’t figure out why my Astronomy Picture of the Day feed would have a post entitled “On the Garage Floor”.  Very Cool.

   This post reminds me of a story that I started to post here, but it started getting long, so I think I’ll blog about it instead :)

   Posted by Jenna  on  08/21/07  at  04:15 PM

3. paint spot is pretty.  go figure.  the kid is gorgeous!

   Posted by kelly  on  08/21/07  at  06:53 PM

4. You could have done a macro of the paint spot and wrote a post about your new satin sheets to go with it.  But, that might have been TMI…

   Posted by michael  on  08/21/07  at  10:17 PM

5. I could NOT get the macro thing to work on the camera to save my life, which made me a little sad inside. I fail at photography.

   But it was pretty cool looking. :-]

   Posted by jon  on  08/21/07  at  11:21 PM

6. Geez. I wish I just randomly found art in my garage. All I find is mouse poop, and mice.

   Posted by Woman with kids  on  08/22/07  at  05:30 PM

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