lolabot

ooookay. this has every possibility of sounding crazy, but... yeah. so i've been collecting dead bulbs at work for the last few weeks. people bring them in all the time to show us what they need, and i stick them in a little box under the table (with a nice label reading "erin's dead bulbs" even!) with the idea that at some point i would think of something brilliant to do with all of them. because seriously, they are awesome. all kinds of bizarre shapes and sizes and colors. and then. and then. tonight i watched a deleriously wonderful movie, the bothersome man. can i just say... those norweigens are freaking genius.




... it was kind of like the first time i watched broken english. all of a sudden there's something in the background and you can't stop staring at it or thinking about it and you have to pause the movie for TWENTY minutes to fully grasp the amazingness.

p.s. the rest of the movie is actually really great, too.