so, you know, it’s another day at work and you go into the lunch room and there’s Clifford’s head in a box.
what, this never happens to you? Geez…
Month: August 2010
towel rack
“any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it,
slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows
where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.”
fishy fishy fish
the many faces of Curious George
last spring, the museum was hosting a Curious George exhibit. To go along with that, we got special George hand stamps made. Well….give a creative staff access to a stamp and lots of time on their hands, and here’s your results:
the gallery of George (and the one image of some kind of mutant Bart Simpson) is still on display in the staff area.
newspaper thievery
drink
yet another last day for someone at work today, so after work we went to a bar called Drink. It’s kind of fun; while you can certainly just order a drink, you can also just tell the bartender the kind of thing you’re in the mood for, and they’ll custom make it, possibly with these little add-in flavors, most of which were incomprehensible, at least to me..
traveling monk
old Hancock building
shoes
quack
As I hung out with these ducks today, I watched the reactions of people coming up to see them. Almost every single person smiled, got excited and said “ducks!” I don’t really know what it is about ducks that is so appealing, but there’s definitely something. Maybe it’s their little tails, or the cheerful but funny sound they make. But everyone loves ducks.