I heard through the grapevine that Glenn liked last year’s Murder Desk better than this year’s Carnival Desk because he got to be the killer. (I’m going to pretend that he wasn’t being sarcastic.)
So I decided to incorporate his murderous streak into this year’s theme, too.
I’ve been calling this Candy’s Corner.
Remains of Candy mingle amongst circus peanuts.
I figured I could use Glenn to tie in Candy’s Corner with all the department sideshow freaks, so I made a newspaper article. (The picture of Candy is random — I didn’t want anyone here to be all, “OMH WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE VICTIM!?”)
(But really, aren’t we all?)
The “unknown metal object” will be officially revealed next week when I have Candy’s stomach contents on my desk.
I tried to throw in a few shout-outs here and there, like Barb’s newfound predilection for tacking on “holla!” to the end of random proclamations and Amber1’s publicly shared affection for her wiener dog.
And Brad’s midget-ness.
Another new addition: creepy old jack in the box!
Candy’s wig and bow.
Sean and Glenn chekcing out the latest Glenns on the wall. The real Glenn got Little Orphan Glenn in today’s clown head digging. George got Jesus Glenn, and to quote Lee: “George gets ALL of the good Glenns!”