I have a silly question for it has been a silly week. And as such one must keep the silliness going. If you don’t you’ll sit and think and get depressed by all the unsilly silliness. This makes sense. Right? Silly is as silly does. Life is a box of silly putty.
Well, here goes my silly question. What’s the point of a flask anymore? I saw some recently in a souvenir store and wondered why would one buy any of them? What are you going to put in a flask that you can’t put in your morning coffee? It’s not like you are going to walk around with a flask filled with whiskey.
Many, many years ago, I did have such a boss. I was right out of college and silly me wondered what was in her flask. Then one day it hit me. I think it was the same day I caught her smoking in her office. Lightbulbs went off all around me. I didn’t pass judgment. That’s not who I am. I just wondered what type of support she had around her. Right after that discovery I went to New Orleans and bought a flask. But till this day, I never used it. Not even for water. It remains in my bookcase with other knick knacks.
Just this week, a colleague was takking about how they used to tape record songs off the radio. And, they mentioned how’d they use paper to cover the slots on the cassette tapes in order to record over something. I truly had no idea what they were talking about. But it got me thinking about things that go obsolete, including flasks. How we repurpose versus outright get rid of things says a lot about society and ourselves at a granular level. I try to repurpose items at home. However, I still haven’t found a repurpose for my flask. I’ll take suggestions.