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Inside: Photos of eyeballs, bees, eyeballs, blue hands, and eyeballs. Also inside: Thoughts I want you to read and to live by and, when especially inspired, to set to opera. Also inside: my fight against vegetable tyranny. Just a little something I do so you don’t have to. You're welcome. Come on in and get your jibber jabber on!
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I was thinking more along the lines of nothing says bum more than a pair of broken sunglasses.
And have you ever wondered why they call them a pair of sunglasses when all you really have is one?
who says "bum" and "good times" don't go together? and i think in this picture--and lots more of these day--could say bum without the sunglasses.
pair. i actually paused to ponder this question when i wrote my entry. i did so because i wondered whether it's still a pair if one of the lenses is missing. and then what if only a half of a lens is missing? what then?!!!
I think you have cornered the one eye market.
Cornered, yes; monopolized, yes; exhausted the possibilities of, not even close.
If you want two-eyed shots, I'd suggest you start your own blog.
Teasing, Timekeeper.
Alas, I'm afraid all my pictures would be of people with enormous, crazed smiles.
crazed because you're
happy
HAPPY
HAPPY!!!!
?
is niiiice....
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