I remember when it irked me to see a fresh tub of play doh mate with several other tubs of play doh and go from a brilliant green or red, to this:

I would spend precious time separating the play doh out of conjoined clumps and restoring order in the play doh world.
That was then. Back when I believed I had any power at all the restore order. Back before I knew that time was money and mine was worth more than a tub of play doh.
Now, not only do I have brown clumps of feces-doh, but I even sit back and let it harden into fossilized feces-doh.

You could take an eye out with that.

Posted in Uncategorized on Mar 18, 2014