Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Random Crap

My mother brought me this thing the other day. Well to be honest, she brought me this thing and like 500 other things. All quite useless things, if you ask me, but she seemed to think they were adorable. Well, she at least thought that this particular thing was adorable. She said, “It’s your artwork from elementary school, it’s where it all began.”

And as you can plainly see there were signs even then that someday I would be paid good money to lay things out on paper. I mean, look at the use of yarn. It’s risky yet practical. And that tree. That looks a little like a cotton swab. And if you look at the house I think it clearly foretells my future work with Habitat for Humanity. Because obviously I had a keen eye for architecture, even then.

I put one of the brochures I designed next to the elementary artwork, to show you how far I’ve come in the last 20 years or so. I’m a little disappointed that I’m no longer able to use yarn.

Along with this priceless artwork my mother brought me over a box full of what can only be described as crap.
“I cleaned out the closets and thought you may want this stuff.”
“Mom, next time you are thinking of bring me over three sombreros, four pairs of Keds and my dyed shoes from my freshman homecoming dance, just go ahead and throw them out yourself.”
“Your garbage is bigger than mine. Sombreros take up a lot of room. Also, those are perfectly good shoes, that don’t look like they’ve even been worn.”
“Well, there is a very good reason for that. They are Keds, and people stopped wearing them in 1993.”



tornwordo said...

We graciously accept crap from the parents, and promptly toss it in the garbage. The oldsters have a problem with putting stuff in the trash themselves, lol.

tornwordo said...

Oh and the brochure is quite appealing.

Patricia said...

i love the yarn. i also love that the tree has roots. and that the most detailed flower is larger than the front door. but mostly, i just feel completely compelled to move to rancho cordova.

Anonymous said...

Ok, first of all there weren't three sombreros. One was a cowboy hat and one was a Hawaiin hat. Worth MUCH more than the 3 sombreros. And can you please block Mr. Tornwordo with his "oldsters" comments. He needs to be put through the slap line!--mom