Nothing like a street full of sloppy bubbles to brighten your mood. I wonder what makes this so attractive. I'm sure it reminds people of fun times in childhood, but children are instantly attracted to bubbles without a reference point. My granddaughters sure are.
Showing posts with label bubbles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bubbles. Show all posts
Friday, April 27, 2018
Saturday, October 17, 2015
I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles
You have to be of a certain age to understand the reference in the title.
So there was this van at Grovefest that I suppose you could hire for your kid's birthday; someone's graduation, confirmation or bar mitzvah; or maybe the end of a Federal Reserve meeting. It had machines that blew huge volumes of bubbles over the street. The kids loved it. So did I. It would be hilarious to sneak this in backstage at the next Republican debate.
So there was this van at Grovefest that I suppose you could hire for your kid's birthday; someone's graduation, confirmation or bar mitzvah; or maybe the end of a Federal Reserve meeting. It had machines that blew huge volumes of bubbles over the street. The kids loved it. So did I. It would be hilarious to sneak this in backstage at the next Republican debate.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Turn Off The Bubble Machine
A scene along the Komen Run route. Is anyone out there old enough to remember Lawrence Welk, Stan Freburg and this bit?
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