Thursday, May 14, 2009

Sometimes I Leave My Head In The Car And Go To Neiman Marcus

3 words:
Early onset Alzheimers.

15 comments:

  1. Wow I would love to know what yours plans were with that when you got home? Maybe a doorstop or a hat holder?

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  2. You go with him or you buy him? Either way, you shouldn't leave your head in the car...he's ugly....
    :)

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  3. Oh, wow - he reminds me of one of my treasured possessions, actually. My grandfather had a couple of statues similar to, but less rough hewn and much smaller than, your fellow there, and as a child I called them "The Old Salts" and loved them. I rescued them (read: bought for a ransom) from a charity auction when my grandmother wanted them gone, and have them still. They're not art in any way, but they remind me of my Papa (he was a seafaring man).

    I don't have to be pretty to have value, I guess.

    Shade and Sweetwater,
    K

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  4. What's up with this guy? Oh, I forgot...you don't remember.

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  5. OMG, you found Lloyd Bridges in a double breasted blue jacket!

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  6. Is that a giant sized leggo?

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  7. Does he come with you in the car so you can ride in the car pool lane?

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  8. Beckie6:54 AM

    Scary. Real frickin scary.

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  9. I'm going to label your taste as "ecclectic". Which is the polite way of saying "drug-induced".

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  10. How funny and I know somebody who would love him...do you ship? LOL no really do you?

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  11. a true 'woody' for ye, suzy :P lol

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  12. Someone took hours or even days carving then painting that and then stood back and admired their work.......(!!!)

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  13. It's fine. A conversation piece. Everyone has different tastes and aesthetics are nothing if not subjective . . .

    Although, you didn't buy him to be your friend did you?

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  14. How big is that guy?

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  15. Just so you know, there's a factory in China where 8-year-olds crank those things out, laboriously carving each of them by hand using only a chain saw and a butter knife. Then they're sent to Malaysia and painted by really talented 11-year-olds using the finest lead-based paints. Neiman's is all about quality, you know.

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