Corn Starch

Sunday Morning

Last weekend, in recovery mode after a party of which no photos will be posted here, some friends revealed ignorance of the joys of wet corn starch. This needed to be resolved, and the next hour or so was spent playing at the dining table, and making a thoroughly satisfying mess.

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!

Curiosity

I have no special talents, I am only passionately curious.

– Albert Einstein, (via Holly)

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!

Change

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single minute before starting to improve the world.

– Anne Frank, (via Holly)

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!

photo credit

If you’re a close friend, and want to share a photo I took, for non-commercial use, by all means do it. You don’t have to ask. But I would appreciate a photo credit.

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!