Wednesday, November 19, 2008
"Won't my love cure your hunger?"
(pots by Gary Rith)
My little love dumpling tells me today:
"Won't my love cure your hunger?". Sure thing baby, but I still want some of that pizza. She tells me that when she was a girl she said that to her cat Tiny whenever she was looking for tuna. Cats wouldn't be amused by that either.
I did a count down on the right yesterday? I am up to 58 blogs that I am reading PLUS all the ones I visit occaisionally PLUS the secret ones, like _______ and _______.
I absolutely DO try to keep up with all of them, they're all so good, but I am most grateful that none of them posts as musch as me or I would be exhausted!
Lastly, we have some rather nice pots above here. It is a fact of life that I do NOT always put a little pig or dog on things, and that I like a nicely shaped woman, I mean a nicely shaped pot, with no bells and whistles. Except usually I add a lot of bells and whistles.
Mother of invention had asked for a ducky pitcher, wonder if she is still interested? So had Mary Lee. Took forever to get these fired, I shall see what they have to say. The liquid pours out of the mouth HAHAHAHAHA! Sure it does. That is the idea, but my tests show that the liquid dribbles all over the place. Maybe something like this is best used as a cute dust catcher or flower vase...
Posted by Gary's third pottery blog at 6:31 AM