First off, and off-topic–for those of you that are jealous of eight days of Hanukkah, the 12 days of Christmas begins December 25! And we have 12 bazillion santas, snowmen and nativities that we have been saving for the occasion. So if you have an office mate who enjoys Christmas Crapola, the “12 days” tag below should link to the festivities. For a limited time only, here’s last year’s link, which will be subsumed into the broader category of “Christmas” soon. Anyway, enough rambling. Here’s…uh…more rambling.
Clearly, this is a candle, or at least candle-related phenomena. After all, it’s covered with a thick layer of old wax. Of course, by that extension, my oven, which has not been cleaned since short shorts were cool, is clearly food.. But while this was definitely in Goodwill’s “candle” section, I rather think it’s some sort of pink and frothy altar to the god of slaughter and coffee. Look, there’s even bits of gore plastered to its sides. Another way in which it resembles my stove.
Why do these presumably master craftsmen insist on keeping “intestinal pink” in their color palates? It’s not a nice color. The effect is like someone decided to use an antique coffee mill to make tasty lamb sausages. It’s a mess of coffee beans and a greasy pink froth. Yum!
The jury is still somewhat unclear on the concept. We see wax. We see coffee beans. We see…drainage holes. Not very good drainage holes, as whatever basin might be tucked underneath the terracotta platform would fill up after two or three (select one: [A] candle burnings, [B] tasty lamb sausages, [C] small, fussy offerings to the god of caffeinated carnage). Plus, it’s round, so candles would fall over. I suppose it might be an incense burner–and the category of things which might be incense-burners is pretty inclusive–but that seems like kind of a stretch.
“I made you a foamy pink latte incense burner! You don’t have to thank me!”
“Well, that prevents a possible conflict of interests, good.”
Goodwill on Manchaca and Stassney, Austin