I mean, just because I've got four -- count 'em, four -- pairs of glasses sitting on my desk and close at hand, that doesn't mean a thing. Nor does it matter that I probably have another three or four located at strategic locations around the house (Downstairs bathroom? Check. Master bathroom? Check. Office bathroom? Hells to the yeah.)
Please note that up there in the left-hand corner I also have a knife. A very sharp vintage Florida fruitpicker's knife. I hone its blade each day.
It's at the ready should anyone choose to mock me for keeping so many pairs of glasses at my beck and call.
Not to worry. I have no intention of posting about how many times a day I have to stop work in order to pee. Or how I can never find a damn thing. Including my glasses.
5 comments:
I only wish I ever had 4 pair in the same place at the same time. Happy St. Paddy's Day. Love your books, BTW.
Full disclosure, these four pairs of glasses were scattered all over my desk before I gathered them together for the photograph. The photo didn't include the half dozen or so scratched and half-stem glasses that I for some reason hang onto out of both a sense of nostalgia and backup for the times when I can't find anything else. Getting old kinda sucks.
remember Fred Sanford and his drawer full of old glasses? I only got that joke in the last few years.....
if we aren't old, don't need glasses. LOL
No matter how many pairs you have, it seems like they're either not where you are, or are not the right strength!
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