Another commercial has caught my attention lately.
Family grocery shopping, the mom mentions BBQ, and the dad races off to grab the sauce, son in the cart. They round a corner, the son picks up some paper towels on the way, and the father shouts “YARRRR! Booty!!!”
No idea what brand of sauce the thing is for. But, it’s wonderfully entertaining. Almost as good as the one where the heart jumps out of the lady’s chest and stumbles down to the bosses office to quit.
Anyhow. We have booty!
First of all, Kyle finished off the schoolyear with the scholar dollar auction.
Selling skulls be profitable, it seems, as he made out fairly well, coming home with a nice poster of (fittingly) Jack Sparrow, and a grundle of toys.
And that’s not even counting all the junk food he ate over the sale days.
It’s been a curious little project. Among the course of making these little skulls, we came across a store who’s owner honestly wants to sell these things, and the full size ones, and the shrunken heads if I’m willing…for REAL. Interesting prospect. Bears some looking into.
And, it’s been a rough week in our personal life. This is not the place to go into detail on that, but as you’ll learn, I deal with rough spots by burying myself into making something for halloween. However, it happens to also be a rather slow patch right now in what I’m needing, and able, to actually do.
So, it was a blessing to come home from the movie Thursday night, and find a most wonderfull gift left on our porch with no explaination. A box full of skulls, and a bunch of staffs to put them on.
Now, clearly, they are a differing style than what I’ve been using. But, it doesn’t take long for my mind to come up with ways to factor them into the plans. And, as such I have a new project going just for these skulls. Just when needed.
It took me a moment to remember the discussion that led me to recall where they came from. However, the timing was truly inspired.
In other news. “Shrek”. My new mask. Not liking the painting job right now, but not much I can do till I get an airbrush.
To give you an idea of what’s going to happen after I get it painted right…(the skull won’t sit quite so high on the head there, it’s cut to fit, lower, but won’t stay without me gluing it on, which I can’t till it’s painted)
And, GROW little wierdo grass from Michigan!
Finally, Alec says ‘hi’.
