Monday, July 26, 2010

Kitchen confidential: The horror

   I took this shot of my contractor/spouse as we were getting ready to go out to dinner last night.  I thought it completely iconic, related to the kitchen remodeling process which involves a lot of meditation and existential thinking: Who am I? How do I want to live? Where will the TV go?  I cook, therefore I am...
  After showing the photo to a co-worker this morning, she said, "It looks like a poster for one of those horror movies, just before the guy freaks out and torches the place."
  Foreshadowing?  Let's hope not.

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