So did you see this? Anyone and everyone can show their support for Obama, including your friendly neighborhood bus driver, the breakfast on your plate, and, of course, unicorns and pirates, a good mix of extremes, I think. Now, as for me, I’ve never liked to pin buttons on my jacket (sharp points + clumsy fingers = ouch), but these are great:
And there are a lot more where those came from. What would your button say? I think mine would be “Pessimists for Obama” or “People with Weird Names for Obama,” then again I’m sort of partial to the one about bee keepers, for reasons I won’t say.
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Please please please tell me that you also nurse weird fantasies of being a beekeeper? Please? Lie to me if you have to!
When I lived with the cult (my 1st co-op) it was one of the weird things they let me do . Did I tell you they did my chart and determined what food stuffs I could and couldn’t work with? I got tomatoes, peppers, nettles, mushrooms, poisonous medicinal herbs and bees. I was petrified, but about ten minutes into my first stint working with them, I was sold.
I rankle the Carpenter about getting me a hive set up all. the. time.
TMI, I know. But I’ve missed you. Can you forgive a little nostalgic rambling about hives?
I want to be a beekeeper! (If you know this is a lie, shhh.)
I do have a special attachment to bumblebees, though.
I didn’t know you worked with bees on your first co-op! How did the chart determine food stuffs! Wow. I wonder what I’d get. Please, more nostalgic rambling about hives and carpenters and anything else you want to nostalgically ramble about, always.
Dang!!! I was hoping. I can hope, right?
Please pardon my getting crazy all over your blog. I can’t believe I never told you about that. The Co-op office tried to get me into group therapy after they read my paper…I’ll talk about it sometime on my blog. Whacky cults!
Pirates for Obama. Brilliant.