Saturday, November 12, 2011

Grass

Maybe I should clear the air. I'm talking about the kind of grass that grows in the yard. Not the kind that grows in some little cleared spot in the woods or in somebody's garage under $5000.00 worth of gro-lites. Well perhaps I should qualify it even further to my yard and leave Rodrigo's yard out of the equation.
Anyhow the basis for this entry is I noticed an advertisement for "Realistic Synthetic Grass". Wow, I think my head just exploded. My thoughts included all sorts of alternate universes and possible product lines that I could invest in. "Realistic Counterfeit Money" springs to the forefront. I mean, really, what other kind of appearance should synthetic grass take? Outside of some group of Italian designers pushing polkadots or bold stripes what kind of "Unrealistic Synthetic Grass" would you want in front of your typical american colonial or early federalist house?
Perhaps I have just outlived my time and slid into some sort of timewarp where Lady GaGa's Home Design company is the biggest on the planet. I suppose I should just shut up and buy stock in Crayola and sell Home Depot before it's too late.