Emergency Jesus kitsch

Anne Dayton tweets, “When I left last night, there was a full package of strawberries on my desk. This morning, half of them are gone. I’m trying not to be mad.”

This calls for the only thing that will cheer Anne up: Emergency-Jesus-Kitsch.

Anne, if that doesn’t make you feel better, I’ll dig up some more kitsch, and I actually mean dig. It’s in the basement in a scary storage area, and speaking of scary areas, here’s something to curl your hair. (See below).

NO ONE would take anything from me. Everyone’s afraid to venture into my cube. Even me!



4 thoughts on “Emergency Jesus kitsch

  1. Estate sale. I used to haunt those until I realized I didn’t need other people’s junk, I needed to clean out my own. I had to peel the $3 sticker off the cover to capture this picture — especially for you. Really. And wassup’s with author victimization? First May’s cash stash, and now your berries? Sheesh. I can’t wait to be an author so people can steal from me. I’ll even pull it out of the basement and make it easy for them.

  2. This makes me think of those awesome flannel boards they used to have in Sunday School. Remember those? The little cut-out people?

    Man, I need to find myself one of those on the inter-webs.

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