While I Was Out

Once again, I find that I’ve neglected this blog for too long.  I really intended to continue posting regularly last year, but losing my vegetable garden while we were gone on the cruise last July killed my momentum, I guess.  And as the summer turned in to autumn, and then to winter, I just let the blog lay fallow.  I’ll try to do better.  But while I was out, the world kept turning, and new things appeared.  One of those things, apparently, was:

Yes, duct tape. Not that duct tape is new – it has long been integral to the Two-Part Theory Of Everything: If it won’t move, but should, use WD-40; it it moves but shouldn’t, use duct tape. But at some point in the (I assume) recent past, someone crawling in the dark recesses of an attic or basement looked around and thought, “what we need here is duct tape in designer colors and patterns“. Did Martha Stewart suddenly discover heating vents? Whatever – the American attic will never be the same. You can even get the stuff in school colors, so years from now, in a musty old crawlspace in Pennsylvania, some HVAC guy will know that once upon a time, for one brief shining moment, there was a Florida State fan living in that house. But this makes me wonder – will modern art museums start having duct tape galleries? Would Jackson Pollock have worked in the medium?

February 11, 2012 · Harry · One Comment
Posted in: Life

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  1. Jim - February 14, 2012

    Good friend’s daughter makes all sorts of stuff out these, bags, wallets, etc… We’ve gotten her 6-8 rolls for her last birthday and xmas. Google it.

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