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Art in the House: Rabbit Ears

I found this bent coat-hanger in the street a few weeks ago and it looked like rabbit's ears so naturally I brought it home and shoved the hook into the base of a candle and put it on top of the local museum. My wife said "What's that?" and I said "Rabbit ears, don't you like them?" and she said "I don't know." I think she actually meant "No" but she was obviously thinking of my feelings. A few days later the whole construction fell to the ground with a loud crash and the ears came out of the candle. I gave up and put the rabbit ears in the bin. I think my wife gave the ears "male occi"* and that's why they took a dive.

*"male occi" - from the italian that literally means "bad eye". The old women in my mother-in-law's village gave it to my wife once when she told the priest off. She told the priest off because he'd told all the children that they couldn't play in the churchyard but should go and play in the busy road. The only reason the kids were playing there is because their houses had been destroyed in the earthquake that also destroyed my wife's grandmother's house. She was called "Nona" (but you probably don't spell it like that). I imagine my wife also asked the priest why his poxy god had sent the earthquake to destroy the village as well. You don't want to fuck with her. You're just not built for it. I'm glad she mostly uses her "male occi" for good and not evil (even if she did destroy the rabbit ears).
Posted by catfunt at April 27, 2005 04:47 PM | TrackBack