You didn't have anything better to do, did you?
Oh, you did? Sorry 'bout that. OK, bye.
Alright, so this post isn't quite dead yet. You can wait around for a while you say? Good, because these pendants light up my life:
They're made from old glass electric insulators. We have an entire barn full of these, because my dad decided when he was young that these would be worth some money someday, so when they were switching out all the light poles in the county he went around collecting as many as he could.
And then they were worth, like, maybe a whole dollar? (For ten of them, anyway).
So, this will be a super-cool use of them in my new kitchen. I just have to figure out how to drill holes through the top of glass without losing any appendages.
Completely unrelated, this picture just floored me:
I want. *drool*
I wonder if I'd still appreciate it after laying down thousands upon thousands of those tiny mosaic tiles?
I probably would, even if it was under the haze of heavy medication.
Speaking of medication (which has nothing to do with the following picture):
I ran across this painting by Edward Coley Burne-Jones of The Prioress's Tale. Little known extra-geeky fact about me is that I love studying Middle and Old English, so Beowulf and Canterbury Tales are two of my favorite books, and it so happens that The Prioress's Tale is my most favorite. It's left a lasting impression on me, ever since I realized the irony of a nun wearing a broach that declares "Amor vincit omnia!" The tale is actually one of blood libel--a term recently brought to the forefront by (ironically) another purveyor of irreconcilable dichotomies.
That would make an interesting topic! Compare and contrast today's politicians and their stories with the travelers in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. OK, now discuss.
A little verklempt,