Sunday, July 6, 2008
VM Anthropomorphized Chairs V
I see this picture, and find Sly Stone's "Family Affair" running through my head, but with the lyrics slightly changed - "it's a family of chaa-airs/it's a family of chaa-airs."
There's Grampa to the right, world-weary, happy to be in the shade, watching the young bucks work the grill. Little Jesse, his grandchildchair, tries to get him to play - "let's throw the horshoo, Grampa! Let's throw the horshoo!"
"Go ask your dad, little Jesse, Grampa's tired."
"Grampa, you're always tired! I'm gonna go hide, you have to find me!"
"Yeah, ok, you go hide now."
Danny Chair (offscreen, son of Grampa, father of Jesse) "Dad, come on, you need to play with him, he won't be young forever."
"Yeah, and I won't be alive forever, so I want to spend as much time as I can sitting here in the shade. He'll be fine."
Danny and the rest of the Chair family chuckle, and return to their grill conversations.