Husbands Are Not Clocks
The Great Plotnik has a friend who keeps the ashes of her dear, late cat in a little wooden box on the arm of her sofa. She has two hundred clocks and seven thousand books. She hasn't taken down her Christmas lights since 1974. She writes funny stories about her past that make everyone happy the past can only happen once.
It's not easy to find a good clock. Some slow down or speed up as they get older. Some are fine for awhile but one day just stop working. Some were cuckoo when you got them, and they're still cuckoo. The nice thing about a clock is you can always go out and get another one.
posted by DAK @ 8:29 AM
2 Comments:
Well, gee, Great Plotnik, when you put it like that -- she (and, of course, I don't know her personally) does sound a bit odd.
sheeesh, mushnik lost 5 cats
and one big irish setter.
...that's a lot of ashes to
sprinkle around the home
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