The Adventures of Flat Pack Taiss
"The best holiday I never had!"
This blog will record the details of my cardboard doppelgängers as they travel across the US of A and on into Canada, the UK and perhaps beyond!
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Just RSVP’d for Chicago.
(The kids’ dad will be back so there is NO way you can stop me from going).
You might not be able to wake me up.
Or get me into a cab.
But I’m going.
(I’m just going to leave this here)
(Source: roothakers)
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So, the FPT project has stalled. Performing CPR in …
The five mini-FPTs have gone MIA and authorities refuse to place them on local missing person boards. The Full Size FPT is still enjoying his birthday present in Arizona …
So … Time to try and resuscitate this project.
While I can not afford to remake those professionally made cardboard cut outs, I can provide images. So while I have put on weight, I have an idea:
If people send me suggestions for poses, I will try and produce them as images that can be used to print out and make your own FPT … What say you?
Send through suggestions via the dashboard reply button, the ask box or in the answer box below, ok?
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FPT was a third wheel on a honeymoon …
He decided it might be fun to tag along with brienis on her honeymoon.
Unfortunatly, all the shots that came back were from Flat Pack Taiss and … well, let us say that the newly weds had a lot of fun, but that this is not the place to display such things.
We managed to capture the incoming images and use military grade deletion algorithms to ensure that they do not see the light of day.
So there won’t be any embarrassing photos from Disneyland, Magic Mountain, Universal Studios, Hollywood Blvd, Santa Monica Pier, Santee Alley, The uberfamous farmer’s market or Medieval Times. Err … assuming that’s, errr … I mean, not that we saw anything … nothing, at all … really … *cough*
On behalf of the FPT team, we apologise for any inconvenience that Flat Pack Taiss caused brienis on her honeymoon.
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The only person having any fun at my place is Taiss. I did housework, chores for Mom, visiting mom, and dealing with the loser above me who refuses to let anyone do water pressure test in his apt. (to detect where the leak is coming from). Meanwhile, Taiss is trying on flowers in his hair. I was expecting more from him.
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Taiss was out on the rainy patio admiring my first attempts at flower planting, but he is as pissed as I am about the rain.
I have brought a few things into my livingroom in prep for power washing of the building which starts on Tues. I think I might have broken my back. Still lots more to go. There is no where to put this crap! And some pots are just too friggin’ heavy. Woe is me.
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Taiss got into my jewellery while I was out. Luckily I caught him before he had too much on. Cheeky bugger, this one!
And the red & green feathers in your hair? Xmas only!
