by Robrt L. Pela
Mr. Grossman and I buy crap that we don’t need. It’s wasteful, but it pleases us to own stuff that just sits around looking nice.
Like this dried-out artichoke. It’s sitting in a bowl in the kitchen. It’s actually not something we bought just because it’s nice to look at, though. We were planning to eat it, but we waited too long and it started to fossilize. We liked how it looked, so we left it.
There’s a bowl full of kiwi in the breakfast room that’s been there since 2003.