In my continued effort to make something interesting out of an innocuous subject because I have nothing else, and as an exercise in writing, today I have chosen ceilings. How did I pick this topic? As I was contemplating I looked up and saw…that’s right the ceiling.
My first thought in slapping out a bunch of words on something no one could possibly be interested in was,
“What the heck is ceiling wax?”
You know, in the Rolling Stone’s “Nineteenth Nervous Breakdown”
“Your father's still perfecting ways of making ceiling wax.”
That line always confused me, so after some 50 years I finally looked it up. Guess what? I am an idiot…it’s sealing wax, wax for sealing stuff! Anyone else as stupid as me? Come on, it’s ok, were all friends here.
Ceilings. Next thing that comes to mind is painting ceilings…the worst. Painting a ceiling is sure to give you a crick in your neck, sore-ass shoulders, and paint all over you face. Hire a pro!
Popcorn ceilings used to be all the rage and then suddenly they are passé and need to be stripped and repainted. Personally, I still like them, but then I also like lima beans and fruitcake.
200 words…not enough.
Damn ceilings is a tough one.
How about those glass ceilings that women want to break through. I have never seen a glass ceiling. Do they even exist? If you broke through one wouldn’t you be headed down? If you could break through one on the way up, you’d be Supergirl, and who wouldn’t hire Supergirl?
Phew…ceilings are boring.
In the basement, we have a drop ceiling. I installed one of those once. Not fun; when a piece of those things breaks off they turn to powdery itchy stuff.
I guess I have nothing more…wait, what about mirrored ceilings? Now that could make things more interesting, but I’ve reached 300 words.
I’m done, use your own mirrored ceiling imagination.
I’m going to Lowes to ask what kind of wax they recommend for a popcorn ceiling, maybe that will get me some legitimate post material.
Merry Christmas Everyone!