Monkling’s Blog

If this was winter, you might think I was going to complain about being outside for too long & that I was cold. You would have guessed wrong.

Today it was time to get a hair cut & get rid of the gray. You may recall me talking about the place I go to get my hair done and how the topic of death seems to come up a lot. As I’m sitting in there today, there was a discussion about a frozen hand.

“You had it in the freezer?”
“Yeah.”
“And there were fingers missing?”
“Yes. Someone broke off all the fingers except for the middle one.”
“Do you know who did it?”

The conversation went on like this for a while. Meantime I’m wondering whose hand was in that freezer and why. Eventually it dawned on me that they weren’t talking about a real hand but an ice hand. This was confirmed when they explained the hand to someone else.

“I told him to take one of those rubber gloves, fill it with water & stick it in the freezer. I didn’t think he’d actually do it.”

I have visions of Halloween around here. If we do anything, I think there will be a red hand floating in the punch bowl.

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