Saturday, November 1, 2008
(pots by Gary Rith and the man himself)
SO I was dreaming it was math class and there was a quadratic equation to solve (a bunch of gobblydegook on the board) and I wanted to leave because I had to go to the bathroom so I tried speaking Spanish to the teacher (NO HABLO INGLES!) and my goodytwoshoes pal Stefan called out the answer, which made perfect sense, you just have to subtract y-1 from each stinking side and I awoke and I really did have to go to the bathroom and it was 4 am and the beagle was sleeping next to me and pushing her little paws into my bladder. So here I am. (do I have to tell you Stefan became an engineer? he was a good guy but our paths kinda drifted WAAAY apart...)
The little hamster passed through my dreams, btw, kinda just swishing on by...
So, as I said, I was at Cornell yesterday fooling around the pot shop there, and having a most good time make spirally things with dogs and elephants....
And Halloween? I nobly told my wife that she could walk the dog after dinner, I'd stay home for tricksters. I was shocked! We actually got one! Apparently she had run into some neighbors getting in their car, and told them to come see me, and I LITERALLY GAVE THE LITTLE KID HALF THE BAG of chocolate.
I have mixed feelings about kids being driven off to rich neighborhoods for trick or treating. Our little village has 15-20 houses then on the outskirts it is countryside and widely spaced houses. Main St upon which we live is a VERY busy road with no sidewalk. Absolutely awful for little kids to walk in the dark. So, it isn't too safe, really, for kids to trick or treat here. The village has a wonderful Easter Egg hunt, I wish we would have a big Halloween party too, so the kids could do something here, because I think that driving off to a different neighborhood is kinda bogus, you know? But how do you tell that to a little kid who wants to go door to door?
Posted by Gary's third pottery blog at 5:34 AM