Talk About Your Stuffed Shirt...

So it looks like there's a theme emerging...

Today at work I started BUILDING a dummy - I traced a willing volunteer (AL was pretty excited when I asked if I could "use his body"), shaped, cut, sewed, and will be stuffing with cotton and bean/sand bags, attaching fake hands, and dressing up what is essentially a "body pillow". LITERALLY. My boss told me I got the job because I was "good with dummies". I managed to keep from asking if the comment also applied to my non-work life. (SNAP!) People, the jokes just write themselves here.

Also, considering my range of experience lately, I'm thinking about writing a do-it-yourself book: "Dummies for Dummies".


(Oh, please. You saw that one coming a mile away.)