Randomness
Dec. 10th, 2008 09:53 pmSo.. tonight I was driving home with my dog, and chattering away at her like usual. We passed a few especially horrible home light displays, and I was educating the dog on the proper light displays to bark at, and the ones we should respectfully acknowledge with silence. As an example, I pointed to the "big white house up there with just a single candle in every window. Oh wait. That's not a house, that's a funeral home." (I still haven't totally readjusted to life here, I forget where things are.) Anyway, after a pause, I informed Katie that, "well, funeral homes generally are very tasteful, and not at all tacky, so you shouldn't bark at them for that reason alone."
In my head, I recalled a funeral home I spent time in a little over a month ago. One in which the bathroom floors were painted with glittery gold paint. Like someone had mixed glitter into the paint and poured it on the floor. We literally reached a point in which we were sending people into the bathroom to check out the floors because, after all, everyone needs a shocked chuckle when spending hours in one of those places.
Perhaps Katie should bark at funeral homes.
In my head, I recalled a funeral home I spent time in a little over a month ago. One in which the bathroom floors were painted with glittery gold paint. Like someone had mixed glitter into the paint and poured it on the floor. We literally reached a point in which we were sending people into the bathroom to check out the floors because, after all, everyone needs a shocked chuckle when spending hours in one of those places.
Perhaps Katie should bark at funeral homes.