Monday, August 17, 2009

Since I spray ink to confuse predators...

Like most folks, I spend a large portion of my day dealing politely with people who say "Although I've never met you, or know you only peripherally, I am driven to shower you with gifts. Please give me some indication what form these gifts, so numerous and expensive, should take."

Worry no more, strangers: Octopus Jewelry. I don't mean pendants and whatnots designed for invertebrate formal occasions. I mean jewelry made with real octopus. I'm not kidding. Take a writhing tentacle, subject to some unspeakable alchemical process, voila.

1 comments:

Rene said...

And so it begins. It seems harmless at first. A little ring here, a bracelet there. Before you know it, they'll be dragging their skeleton-less bodies out of the ocean to live among us and take our jobs! It's a slippery cephalopod slope my friend.

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