I had just ascended the 13 stairs from my dark basement lair when my phone jumped to life in my pocket. I checked it when I got to the kitchen, just in case it was one of the boys needing something. But it was only an email from Hick. Showing a time of 12:30. Who knows when he really sent it? Probably early evening, while he was over in the BARn. You never know, here in the black SPRINT hole that is our homestead. Sometimes Hick puts a message with his photos. Not this time.
Yes. I had to go to bed wondering what in tarnation Hick had sent me a picture of. I asked him this evening when he called, because I sure didn't set an alarm to get up and ask him before he left for work at 6:00.
"It's a figure. From Nigeria. And ducks. A plate with ducks."
"What KIND of...um...figure...is that?"
"It's a pole. Like a totem pole."
"It's a POLE all right..."
Seriously. What is a woman supposed to think?
Not to be a stickler, but I'm pretty sure those are Canadian Geese. The other thing looks like a big stick.
ReplyDeletePole, stick...at least you didn't say it looked like a Johnson you went to school with.
DeleteAs for the Canadian Geese, I think I've seen those plates advertised in the Globe, perhaps, or another tabloid, rotating with the realistic models of sleeping infants and baby monkeys.
Of course Joeh would call that stick "big." (Does it come with batteries?)
ReplyDeleteNot that he's telling me.
DeleteI am intrigued. Maybe it was the angle the camera caught that makes it look ......... like it looks.
ReplyDeleteAre any of us brave enough to tell Hick what he actually bought?
DeleteIs Hick going to build a stick shack?
ReplyDeleteHeavens to Betsy! I hope not! I don't think we're zoned for that.
DeleteI suppose he could be spending money on worse things.
ReplyDeleteYeah. Like shoe inserts from The Good Feet Store.
DeleteI wasn't even going to tell you what I thought that thing looked like but I see some of your other readers have taken care of that.
ReplyDeleteA benefit of not going first. I used to reap those benefits myself, with my alphabetical last name, until I married Hick and got jumped to the top 1/4 of the faculty duty list.
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