Saturday, August 26, 2006

Two Stories...No (Actual) Relation.

The Washington Monument is not a phallus. I've always sort of referred to it as such, in a sort of tongue-in-cheek way...but I was reminded recently that the average phallus doesn't look anything like that. Furthermore, if ever there were a phallus that looked like that -- with corners and a sharpish pointy thing on top -- it would get zero action from the ladies...ifyouknowwhatImean. So from now on, I will be referring to the Washington Monument by its more proper term: a "big obelisk."

(...though, let's be honest, I'm defiant...so I might say "big obelisk...definitely not a phallus"...just out of spite)

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MonkeyGrammi sent Silly Putty to the Monkey for his birthday. She sent a bunch of other things from the dollar store too, all of which he's loved. The Silly Putty, though, has been particularly fascinating for all the reasons that Silly Putty is just cool: it's bouncy like a ball...it molds like clay...it stretches like bubble gum. I haven't shown him the cartoon-pictures trick yet...but that's coming.

The Monkey was playing with the Silly Putty last night before dinner, so it was sitting out on the table. While he was cleaning up the living room after dinner, I sat reading a magazine at the table and idly playing with it: pulling it into taffy strings...trying to make a perfect sphere...twisting it into twisty rolls...and twisting and twisting and twisting...

...and then I happened to look down. And I shrieked a little because I had made...um....

This.

...which is just...so...not...an obelisk. Eep!

4 comments:

BASSO said...

ewww! Why did I have to be first again on the ewww?

I Blog, You Blog said...

Everyone else was too horrified to comment? That's my guess. I was pretty horrified too, but...you know...part of it... Good, the bad, and the heinously ugly...

:)

Sophist said...

ewwwwww. I shouldna clicked the link to the picture...

RE: Washington Memorial, I always felt like it bore an unfortunate resemblance to those Ku Klux Klan tall white hats, especially when those little lights at the top are lit up (which to me evoke the spectre of ghoulish eyes).

BASSO said...

Mein freund Sigmund would have a hayday with both of you! The phychobabble not withstanding, ONE story LT, one story!