Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Snout

This begins (hopefully) the chronicle of the traveling snout. My dad made this out of clay and a paper towel tube; I don't know where the hair came from, and I can't decide if I hope it's his or not. As the current owner of the snout, my job is to keep and maintain it "for a while," then pass it on to someone who will do the same. I am the third owner, the first two being my dad and my brother. Already the snout has made two cross country trips, having traveled from Oregon to Massachusetts, and then from Massachusetts to California.

I have a few people in mind who I trust to keep the snout and then pass it along, but I sort of like the idea of the snout traveling every time it's handed off. I also don't know how long "a while" is, but if I can stretch it out a few months, I think it has potential as a wedding gift (in true Tully fashion). So cross your fingers Howie or Jason.