You can order a college course on CD and listen to it out in the country to feel like you are more intellectual than bumpkin. Then if you have a blog you can pontificate on the blog about your intellectualism. Unlike a classroom where people might find what you say to be stupid if you have a blog like this one that nobody ever reads you can babble on to your heart's content and nobody will ever say you are stupid (note: 'hfec' is an exception to this rule but he is posting here because he knows nobody else reads these posts).
A veteran (thank him for his service) owned and operated company existing only in TWW's imagination and in this website
HOW TO ORDER A BOWL
The Warped Woodturner (TWW) is a local artist traveling his artist's journey in a suburb of Springbrook, WI (pop. 536). TWW's creative calling is to use a wood lathe to make useless objects from locally-sequestered organic carbon for tourists to bring back to the city to give to people they had to buy something for but do not like that much. His target market is the senior citizens since their vision is not as good as it used to be so cannot see the defects as well. His marketing jingle is: “Bowls as simple as their creator”.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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1 comment:
hfec was going to order one of those mail order kits to become a licensed preacher. when the squeeze got wind of my latest, she promptly announced, "no, you are not going to marry people". he, on the other hand, thought it would be a great retirement job. and it would definitely be a new life enrichment experience. hfec gave up on the idea and is back to thinking about raising nutria for fun and profit.
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