Oh My Darling Clementine
I’ve had this clementine in a jar since September 2001. Why? I don’t know. Back then I was putting things in jars: potatoes, eggs floating in motor oil (still have it), and various other things. Most of the other ones sprung a leak and had to be discarded. The lid on the potato jar started to bulge. I was afraid it would explode so I tossed it. Picasso had his blue period; I had my “jar period”.
I’m amazed that it has retained its shape after all these years. I’ve always wondered what would happen if I opened it. I always thought it might make a horrible screeching noise, blind me with the fumes, and then turn to dust. More likely, it will just emit a horrible stench. The liquid must have a high alcohol content. You’d probably go blind if you drank it, or at least not be able to taste anything for a month.
I just wanted to share this with you.
1 Comment
Bill Simmon said 643 days ago:
If you open the jar, the terrorists win.
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