A friend asked me to take pictures of the residents who entered artwork in our resident art show. Took 276 pictures and I sent 16 to the “client”. Several people at the event asked me if I was having fun. Well, frankly no. Taking pictures of people is a lot of work. But, once again – it was good to have something to do that had well defined start, middle and end – unlike many things that I do.
As for me, those pesky old Jack Rabbits that live in my boots are acting up again. I feel like a need an ocean voyage around the world! Now that would be an undertaking, wouldn’t it? And, I really don’t mean it. Heck, I could just lock myself into The Asylum for 6 months and pretend that I was on a cruise. No pesky seasickness problems.
This recent attack of Jack Rabbits started yesterday morning when I was looking for a bottle of monoi oil – see wikipedia – I was “sure” I had a couple of spares somewhere. But, if I didn’t, I would just have to go to Tahiti and get some more. Nevermind that I wouldn’t be able to get the bottles through TSA in my carryon. Oh, and that I could order some from Amazon. Going to Tahiti for conditioner is like going to Paris for underwear.
Speaking of underwear – I have a t-shirt from Frederick’s of Hollywood. My friends here want to know if I get catalogs from Frederick’s and if so, could I leave them in the public area and see what happens. For the records, I don’t get Frederick’s of Hollywood – but from time to time I do get Agent Provocateur which is way sexier than old Fred ever was.
My best Agent Provocateur story. I was traveling – those Jack Rabbits – sans Carlton years ago. I bought a pair of Agent Provocateur panties. Wore them around for a day or two and then mailed them to Carlton inside an Agent Provocateur catalog. Actually, Hanes cotton in a ziplock bag would have had the same impact. But the story wouldn’t be as good. Oh – right – the link. Here it is.
Thanks for the link to Agent Provocateur. I spent my entire social security check. 🙂