The Gang - February 23, 2025

Let me introduce you to my gang of poets, thieves, and such, courtesy of LINKER - YouTube and alec la casse - YouTube and a few others.  They're lined up in birth order.  

Try not to laugh. 

Or laugh yourself silly.  I don't care. :)

Left to right:

Actually, the left-most one is missing.  The Little Rotten Baby painted him purple and took him home with her. Here he is in his pre-purple state:

The oblong thing in the front of the line-up was meant to be a 'possum.  Or a mouse.  Or an armadillo.  Or an alligator.

The one on the right was shaping up to be William Shakespeare.  Or George Washington. Or Henry Winkler.  Or Billy Bob Thornton from Sling Blade.  

If I had written this post yesterday morning, I would have said that nary a one of the figures is finished (some are beyond repair, having lost noses and such).  However, yesterday afternoon I admitted to myself that I am never going to do anything else to them, so, in a sense, they ARE finished, unless I let the granddaughters have at them with paint.

But what to do with them?  It seems wrong to just rake them into the trash can.

So, if I can figure out how to do it, I'm going to put them on strings and hang them so that they knock together when the wind blows.