Breakfast

A few weeks ago Shannon found these ancient golden clippers on the sidewalk and immediately knew they belonged in a museum.  It so happens that one of the best museums in Chicago is just down the street from our apartment and its collection is made up of things found on the sidewalk.  For such a startling and important find I suggested we get it to the museum curator immediately, so we jumped on it; we photographed the clippers, wrote their history on purple paper, taped them both into an envelope, sealed the envelope and addressed it to the curator, took Roxanne for a walk, went to the store, made dinner, ate dinner, read for a bit, wasted some time on Facebook, did some laundry, washed some dishes, had ice cream, took another walk, brushed our teeth, put on pajamas, slept, woke, showered, made and ate breakfast, took Roxanne for a walk, worked all day, came home, put Roxanne on her leash, armed ourselves, and the three of us marched it right over to the museum in person.  And a few days later it went into the museum collection.  At least we assume so.  Sadly some inconsiderate thief (an assumption) wasted  no time in thieving them (another assumption) inconsiderately (yes, another assumption and yes, we saw it coming too).  So you can't see them in person and now this post will be all that we currently know about this rare and once again missing treasure.  If you would like to check out the exhibit minus the actual clippers, visit the Museum of Objects Left on the Sidewalk at 2-8-something-something West 21st Place (it's on the south side of the street much closer to California than Marshall).  Dogs are welcome.