Target has this little brown teethy square guy who seem to be advertising their Halloween junk and his name is Domo.
I want one.
I tried to trick Joey into buying me one last week, but all I could find were Domos dressed up in Frankenstein costumes or looking like vampires. I don’t want a Domo dressed up, I want a Domo just plain.
If I had a Domo, I would keep it in my purse and photograph it in random places doing random things. (No, that idea is not original to me. It is original to me, it came from Sarah and I was glad she blogged about him. I always gushed over the “cute brown square guy” at Target but I could never remember his name, even though Joey somehow knew and told me every week.)
Joey is probably reading this now and trying to devise ways of keeping me from getting a Domo. He’s like that sometimes.
I want a Domo plain, too.
BUT, if you go get him in his pumpkin costume, the costume part slips off easily, and you have — VOILA! — a plain ole DOMO.
Long live DOMO!
Griffin has one. You can guy them at Target. We looked for them the other day when we were there, but the Target we were at didn’t have them.
That may be the most random little object, ever.
Now I want to find my own little object and photograph it in random places. My hula-dancing golden retriever would have worked well. I miss him.