Behold! Is it a bird? A Plane? Or a…?

Yeah, what the heck is that thing? *Here’s me propping my chin in my palm and staring at it after Honey plunked it down on the table last night* This is the conversation.

“I bought seven of these.”

Me, blink, blink. “Great.” That’s what I said, but what I was thinking was, Whatever floats your boat. Boat is a key word as the item in question kind of looks nautical, no? Anyway, Honey did that chuckle thing and then hiked a brow at me.

“You don’t know what it is, do you?”

Can I just say here that I hate it when he tries to Lord it over me? I had some ideas about the stupid item, but I don’t like to be wrong so I kept all of them to myself, and said, “I know exactly what it is. All I want to know is why do we need seven?”

Heh. Heh. See what I did there? I’m a stealthy fisherman trolling for clues. I’m also a damn good writer to keep within the maritime theme. Just saying.