The MySpace Years (2006-2009)
Packing Peanuts (12/28/06)
Packing Peanuts!
Like sand suddenly discovered in the inner ear nine months after a day at the beach, Christmas packing peanuts have invaded my humble abode. They are everywhere. I'm inundated. And once they are out of the box, they do not go back into the box. Oh no. They run for it, searching desperately for hiding places no human being would ever think to find them. Closets, air conditioning ducts, on top of my cieling fan. There is no place unreachable by a packing peanut. They are the great explorers of the post-modern age!
Like sand suddenly discovered in the inner ear nine months after a day at the beach, Christmas packing peanuts have invaded my humble abode. They are everywhere. I'm inundated. And once they are out of the box, they do not go back into the box. Oh no. They run for it, searching desperately for hiding places no human being would ever think to find them. Closets, air conditioning ducts, on top of my cieling fan. There is no place unreachable by a packing peanut. They are the great explorers of the post-modern age!
Pizza Time Theater (12/28/06)
Okay, this sucks. A woman with two small boys just knocked at the door and asked if this was Chuck E. Cheese.
Look people, I'm trying to get the packing peanuts cleaned up, I really am. But they seem to be breeding...
Look people, I'm trying to get the packing peanuts cleaned up, I really am. But they seem to be breeding...
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