Me!! That’s right. Me! Me me me. And I. Myself. Personally. On my own behalf. Me.
I just screwed a light bulb. Or to be more accurate, I unscrewed it. I have here, for my own viewing pleasure, and since I have no pixels to prove it, exhibit A, one unscrewed light bulb. It is sitting here in two neat pieces. Section 1 contains the stub and some floating filaments. Section 2 contains the bulb itself, a piece of smoky glass with a perfect cylindrical hole at its base. I was standing on my tippietoes screwing in the bathroom bulb when shortly, the thing came off in my hand! What the…
No no no, you are not listening. I am not talking about the light bulb fixture. I am talking about the light bulb. You know that round white contraption that twists and turns when you try to put in a light source? The one that can come on and off for repairs? That’s not what I mean. That one is intact.I mean the actual BULB. I broke it. Twisted it clean off it’s grey metal base. It’s right here!
CB, you got skills. You are oooone gifted chicka. Talent. Mad talent. Mad maaaad talent. Ish!!