What was he supposed to be? My stepdaughter was reading a poem that mentioned Gumby so I felt compelled to show her a picture.
It's a mystery. To me at least.
And I'm just wasting time because I'm supposed to be doing other non-writing related things and I really don't want to. We're redecorating and I should be cleaning off my desk so it can be moved.
Tomorrow. I'll do it tomorrow.Labels: Gumby, mindless stuff |
Redecorating sounds like fun.
Have a great weekend, Ceri!