As I was falling asleep last night my brain was shuffling through the photos of some buildings I've seen recently and I find myself thinking about the onion-shaped cupolas. More specifically, my mind was idly wondering what they are for because it's not exactly the most practical shape for...most things that I can think of, actually and so I was wondering if they had a purpose besides ornamental. At which point my brain promptly supplied, I quote, "That's where they keep the bats!"
Being half asleep at the time, it took me a moment to track what thought had just crossed myself. And then I started to laugh because a) even half asleep, the idea of those places as some kind of bat hotel is patently ridiculous and b) I cannot think of Ivan Braginsky and "bats in the belfry" in the same sentence without wanting to snicker. So there I was, at some point near ten pm, lying in the dark and giggling. It was not one of my saner moments.
Grocery shopping today and lab later in the afternoon (which means no parking space when I get back). Too tired to bake this week (though I probably should) and currently have random craving for pudding. (Tried kamaboko last week. It tastes like very salty, very rubbery --worse than fishball rubbery-- artificial crab meat. I didn't like it very much.)
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