Stuck to gorilla glue

LITTLE THEORIES

I married a boy.

I don’t mean a boy-boy.

I mean a man-boy.

You can find the evidence in the linen closet.

There’s a shelf of light bulbs surrounded by boxes of batteries.

I’m not talking cup-size when I say I found handfuls of As and AAs and AAAs and Cs and Ds.

Slowly over the years, the toilet paper and tile cleaner have been shoved aside for my man-boy’s toys:

  • Garbage bags colored white, black and green in small, medium and large
  • Five kinds of dental floss
  • Electrician’s tape, masking tape, duct tape and cellophane tape

My husband’s peccadilloes run the gamut from floor cleaners to handiwipes.

We even have a hot iron–just for his skis.

His play-things take up a fraction of the space I oversee, so I can’t complain.

I marvel at the gems that catch the Silverback’s eye when he’s unleashed in the hardware store.

I guess you just can’t have too much gorilla glue.

9 April 2019

Image from http://www.wildlife-animals.com

Today’s blog dedicated to the Silverback

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About Cynthia Coleman Emery

Professor and researcher at Portland State University who studies science communication, particularly issues that impact American Indians. She is enrolled with the Osage tribe.
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