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Posts: 8144 New Bohemia, VA | I recall something about a sew able plastic that someone used to make costumes with and they provided a link for the material. I can't seem to find it in a search at this time. but I'm interested in this material. I've googled and googled and still can't seem to find this material. Anyone out there has a clue about it? I'm asking here because this is where I recall reading it. If it needs to be a Vision related post, it is for the Vision Dash Organizer I'm having made. PS: if you are interested in the Vision Dash Organizer and DID NOT receive a recent email concerning the progress, please PM me your email address and I'll include you in the list. |
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Posts: 8144 New Bohemia, VA | Thanks Rebel and O. It might even be what I need but what I understood to be used for at the time of the post was Star Wars Storm Trooper costumes and they provided the link. My mind went to a sort of clorox bottle plastic, though stiff, yet flexible enough for things like what we are trying to do with the VDO. If that person would come across this post and provide that link, that would be great. I've searched every angle and cannot hit is, so I might have just imaged it. I'll have to go ask my giraffe... |
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Posts: 8144 New Bohemia, VA | Dbl post: Happily Married Biker Bad Biker Bob wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table.
He sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Bob looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you."
So he goes to the kitchen, and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.
Bob asks, "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and delirious, broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door."
Confused, Bad Biker Bob asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married'!" Anonymous
Edited by varyder 2009-03-21 3:30 PM
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