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So I’m trying to catch-up after almost two weeks of being in digital lockdown thanks to Hurricane Irma.
While “speed reading” thru emails and junk mail … BTW, I love my SPAM mail … I catch a headline …”Dead Man Fanny Packs.”
I immediately think … blog material!
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First thoughts … is this a Fanny Pack for a dead man, or for the sake of PC’ness … Dead Person?
If so, then said dead person can carry some personal possessions to a Final Destination because, tucked neatly under his final suit jacket at his funeral, he’s wearing a … “Dead Man Fanny Pack” purchased directly from the funeral home for a small added cost.
I like that image.
It’s kinda like the burial traditions of other civilizations where personal possessions accompanied the deceased on their journey forward to the next world … or final resting place.
My Dad coulda used more golf balls for his afterlife trip. He had a penchant for losin’ them … a terrible golfer.
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Second thoughts … Hmmm, maybe this is a Fanny Pack based on Thomas Harris’ “Silence of the Lambs.” In addition to the gourmet cook and crazy man, Hannibal “The Cannibal” Lector, he gave us that quintessential serial killer, “Buffalo Bill” … the guy who got off on skinning women to remake “skin suits.”
Fanny Packs made from human skins … “Dead Man” Fanny Packs!
No way … a lotta weird stuff’s sold on the Internet but I think that one’s a stretch.
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By now I’ve turned to Dr. Google for the answer to my way overly fertile imagination.
Turns out that the Dead Man Fanny Pack’s a Halloween promotional item based on the Mexican celebration … “Dia de los Muertos,” or “Day of the Dead.” Crap … and here I thought I had a rabbit to run that was very seriously absurd.
But I did notice one company selling the Packs was ironically seriously absurd … promoting their Dead Man Fanny Pack with a “lifetime guarantee.”
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Apparently, the only thing serious and absurd about this topic is my brain. But, then you know that while I only suspect it.
Just sayin’ …