Saturday, February 2, 2013
We had a pitch-in, or potluck, or carry-in whichever you call it in your neck of the woods. The event was held in the "Rec Hall." I have mentioned before that I think these parks designate their social center this way because they cater to "wrecks."
But enough of that. Adorning the interior walls are bulletin boards, pictures of fish, and other artistic creations. I could not lean far enough over the table to get a "square" shot of this item, but it interested me. In what way, you might ask, did I find it interesting? Right; it portrays some old "Victorian" painted lady from a bygone era. I've seen lots of them for real. They are interesting to look at, but I'd never want to live in one. Thinking about the utility bills alone is enough to deter me from such desires. Then the maintenance. But never mind.
The reason the picture "interested" me is this. My mind being of a mathematical bent anyway, wandered to the questions 1) How many stitches are in that thing? 2) How long would it take for someone to install those stitches? and 3) Why ever would she want to do it?
The first two questions remain a puzzle. But my mind has been satisfied as to an answer to the third. Everyone engages in something that puzzles others. I mean, I blog.