A Blogger Displaced By A Toilet
Once again I find myself out of blogging commission. But rather than leave a hole in the blogosphere where my Monday post should be, I encourage you to check out this post entitled “The art of illusion” by Emma over at In other words.
I love this self-described baby boomer’s blog. She has a knack for producing entertaining nuggets in a small amount of space. Plus, she discovers and shares wonderful images. This particular post contains photos of imaginative and enviable toilets. Really. You’ve got to see them. It will only take ten seconds and a flush.
Now, before I go, let me supply you with another one of my son’s verbal turds (seems apropos to the above referenced post, no?). Surprisingly, this gem came from my youngest and not my scatologically articulate teenager. I apologize in advance.
Awful Offspring Offal:
Me, in a Columbus hotel room, searching for a pen on the desk: “Hey guys, where’s the pen? It was here a minute ago.”
Pre-teen son: “I don’t know, but there’s one up my butt you can reach up and grab.”
Mr. Rubin and I are so proud…
Please forgive me if I miss one of your posts. I’ll catch up with you later as my online presence will be sporadic this week. I’ll pretend those are tears of heartache plopping down your face rather than tears of joy.
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