Luckily for me, when I was six years old, my best friend Lisa taught me to blow a bubble. It was thrilling. And 23 years later* it still is. Today I blew a bubble so epic, it burst on my glasses. My glasses. Just to clarify, the eyes are significantly higher up on the face than the mouth.
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| Undeniable evidence. It wasn't easy to get off. |
Oh, and in case you were curious, the sticky man is still up on the wall. Three weeks later!
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| I know you've been dying to know! |
What have you been doing to entertain yourself today?
*See what I did there?
8 comments:
Fear of getting gum stuck in my beard has prevented me from blowing bubbles for nearly as long as Elizabeth's reported time on this earth.
Since I'm the first to post, it should be obvious what I do when I'm bored at work.
Listening/watching Mark Levin's address at the Ronald Reagan Library
What kind of bubble gum were you chewing? The highest my bubbles ever broke was on the tip of my nose. At work I listen to the radio and try, so far unsuccessfully, to outdial the other listeners so that I can win something.
The sticky man is STILL UP?!! HA HA HA!!
I spent my day singing random made up songs in randomly chosen weird accents with my trainee, then laughing at ourselves as we realized how stupid we sounded. Ha ha.
Man, I definitely read your blog to entertain myself!! Thanks for the clarification about the eyes being higher up on the face than the mouth, too - my mind is blown!! :) I'm glad the sticky man's still up - his will is as strong as his sticky feet, apparently. I now have to go run a game of Sculpturades (charades played with Play-Doh) with the summer camp kids, and let me tell you, that can be QUITE entertaining. Relatively speaking, of course. I did just spend a few minutes staring into the corner of my cubicle, so....
And by "sticky feet" I meant "sticky head," of course. :\
Fantastic!
Thanks, Elizabeth! You make my day! ;D
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