He’s back! The big, black, hideously wicked, burly, maker of widows. I got a glimpse of him at work last weekend. He was actually being very helpful in a dangerous kind of way. But then that’s his destiny…. danger.
My handsome and creative husband had ten feet of ten inch wide 3/16ths inch thick steel plate propped up in the clutches of this evil device. It was holding the floppy, heavy, oily yet very necessary hunk of metal at just the right height using a very scary looking balancing act. It tried to snag my leg (and make me bleed) when I walked by to take this picture. It still hates me and the feeling is still mutual. But it does work hard for it’s creator and master, sort of like Dr. Frankenstein’s monster, only not as cute and cuddly.© Copyright 2013 Leegay, All rights Reserved. Written For: Truth In Decorating