Stay tuned for more from our last week here, also known as “Two Spoons, Two Mugs, and One Annoying Phone” (because nearly all our other possessions were sent to UB this morning) or “Sculpting with Empty Scotch Rolls” (our entertainment for the week)
Friday, May 26, 2006
Scotching
Well, the Scotching Fiends (see the original post about the Scotching Fiends ) have been at it again—scotching things, that is. Since we are moving (or rather, I’m moving within Mongolia, Danielle is moving to another continent) we spent the better part of the week packing boxes and boxes and boxes of stuff—mostly books. Boxes, as we all know (in Mongolia, anyway) require lots of scotch—in this case, 35 rolls. (Re)discovery of the week: you can get scotch cuts, like paper cuts.
Stay tuned for more from our last week here, also known as “Two Spoons, Two Mugs, and One Annoying Phone” (because nearly all our other possessions were sent to UB this morning) or “Sculpting with Empty Scotch Rolls” (our entertainment for the week)
Stay tuned for more from our last week here, also known as “Two Spoons, Two Mugs, and One Annoying Phone” (because nearly all our other possessions were sent to UB this morning) or “Sculpting with Empty Scotch Rolls” (our entertainment for the week)
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2 comments:
MM,
I'm surprised you haven't passed out from the poisonous fumes wafting off of every scotch roll as you peel the tape back. I used to bite it first, then rip it. I quickly learned that scissors are better than the 3 day after taste of chinese scotch(tape).
The first time I really felt like a Mongolian was spring 2005....when I scotched a broken stick back together = )
How about "Two spoons, two mugs, one annoying phone, and one anxious cat"? Or did Tom go to UB in one of the boxes?!
MM's Papa
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