You might not know this, but our very own Michael is not just a master wordsmith with verbal diarrhea and a knack for making dirty jokes, he is also quite the craftsman. He’s built desks and trunks and boxes and lamps and children’s toys and shelving units and an awful lot of signs. The list goes on and on. When I got married in July, he sent me a wedding gift, a beautiful box that he made himself. To me, it looks slightly Asian, or maybe just Alien. It has long spindly legs which are perfectly tapered towards the bottom, and the cutest little lid. The amount of detail and the careful craftsmanship that’s gone into this box is simply amazing. It’s a work of art, and by far the most original wedding gift we received.
Thank you, Michael. I love it, it’s perfect.
And since Michael is Michael, he filled the box with little wind-up monkeys.