Friday, October 28, 2005

DC: A photo essay in breadsticks.

These breadsticks outside of the Postal Museum at Union Station ensure that neither rain, nor hail, nor sleet, nor snow, nor birds, nor mice will keep us from our mail.

Egyptians understood that cats were gods and so mummified them for all eternity. You can visit the museum to worship them.

The above sticks guard Grant's tomb, because you can have all the guns, bombs, cannons, & other warmongering devices you want, but you can NEVER have too many breadsticks.

These galumphing horsesticks are a lesson in contrasts. Yes, they are stong and nimble, but are they flexible, yet powerful, or are they unwieldy and prone to breakage? Can they jump & fly with the utmost grace, yet pounce and kill on the blink of a dime? Ask yourself.


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