I’ve been reading through old screenplay drafts this week, and it’s almost like reading old diaries. There’s something really satisfying about tracking your progress as a storyteller this way.
It’s kinda cool.
But let’s not talk about that. Let’s talk about glue guns instead.
I had a small picnic recently and because I’m into being budget conscious at the moment I decided to recycle elements from my nautical birthday party two years ago.
My stenciled buckets made a comeback, among other things.
This is a pretty terrible picture of them, but you get the idea.
It would not have been a challenge to just pull old party props out of a closet so I decided to throw some sharks into the mix. (That’s where the glue gun came in.)
See?
I glued a shark on a lid. Get excited for me.
Actually, I glued a lot of sharks on lids.
So many pretty ocean predators.
Riveting, right?
If you’re wondering what I did with the jars, I’ll show you.
I put pea soup in them.
This is the recipe for the pea soup, in case you want it.
And now I’m going to relax because someone told me today is the start of a holiday weekend.
Or whatever.
