Tue, Sep 12, 2006, 6:22am (EDT-1) firstname.lastname@example.org (Swingman) hath the
That's all we had at night when I was a kid and stayed with my
grandparents on their farm. Folks who shared the same bedroom got to
know each other really well. Amusing now to see one with a flower
arrangement in it on an entry table ... or used as a punch bowl.
With me it was my great-grandparents. And they had the fancy ones,
white porcelen (?) with lids.
OK, flower arrangements, I can see that, and possibly even keep my
mouth shut - depending on how nice the person is.
But a PUNCH bowl? I don't care if the damn thing is brand-new and
never been used, it's the thought. Urgh. Musta been one of those damn
interior decorators, or "artistes", to come up with some idea like that.
I am not paranoid. I do not "think" people are after me. I "know" damn
well they're after me.