Here we are with the second installment of Things you don’t know what to do with.
The first installment featured this little guy, you know the one—the really nice black calendar book that’s most people never use but won’t toss it simply because it’s just too nice. Like someone took the time and trouble to make it especially for you. I have a couple of these now hanging around the house, the one you see here for 2006 and another for 2007 from a co-worker who felt bad about throwing it away so she gave it to me in hopes I’d give it a good home.
Now we come two the next in line of things that don’t seem to have a purpose other than what they were designed for in the first place. The Clementine Box:
Okay—we’ve all seen these boxes that carry those midget type oranges from foreign places like Brazil, Spain and California in our local grocery stores. Those sturdy little thin wood slat boxes lined with those little orange guys under that orange colored plastic netting that taste like a whole orange stuffed into something the size of a tennis ball—only much squishier and occasionally rotten.
Laurie and I love ‘em.
Of course, like that calendar book above, we now have about a dozen of these small crates stuffed in various corners of our basement waiting for a purpose to wander into our brains one evening where we can look up and say That’s what we can use them for! You wouldn’t think it was that hard would you.
Look at these things, no cardboard at all, a solid wood or press board bottom all held together with heavy-duty, right-angled stables (I’d love to see the staple gun that shot those things I tell ya’) And they’re made to be stackable for heavens sake. There’s got to be a fantastic use for these citrus boxes that somehow eludes our otherwise amazingly sharp minds.
Ideas are welcomed. Have a Clementine.
