Thursday, July 01, 2004
I'm Your Fan
Yesterday we went to Big Lots and bought two cheap electric fans.
One of them, the semi-transparent plastic of the blades reminds of a materials of a medical muzak system that my grandfather once acquired to use at his engineering firm. ("Pharmaceutical grade, not that crunchy herbal rave shit.")
The other fan, which is intended for our bedroom, smelled when it came out of the box exactly like the Tasco microscope I got for my birthday at Chuck-E-Cheese's when I was 9. It came with Sea Monkeys and dead fruit flies (the microscope, that is).
One of them, the semi-transparent plastic of the blades reminds of a materials of a medical muzak system that my grandfather once acquired to use at his engineering firm. ("Pharmaceutical grade, not that crunchy herbal rave shit.")
The other fan, which is intended for our bedroom, smelled when it came out of the box exactly like the Tasco microscope I got for my birthday at Chuck-E-Cheese's when I was 9. It came with Sea Monkeys and dead fruit flies (the microscope, that is).