Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Saturday, November 05, 2011
Their in the Walls
We celebrated Erin's birthday last night and her gift was a pretty big family effort. Before I get to what we did, I will share one of the funnier bits, in order to prepare her present, it became essential to hide some things from here, at first it was just receipts and a few odds and ends that would have given it away. So I put them in my work bench, she rarely goes in there, but just in case, I labelled the drawers "Caution Laser Wolves." Erin and I are both pretty good about cultivating a sense of self surprise, hiding things in plane sight, and playing along with the silliness just enhances the surprise.
Fast forward to this Thursday, and our months of silly reference transformed into this:
Ah yes, a species under control by our fine ministry.