We’re happy to see Thunder, our parakeet, waiting for us when we get home. On the other hand, The Machine also beckons!
This contraption, which I like to call Gravity Machine* (possibly a misnomer), is the best Christmas present ever.
Nothing like sloshing plasma from toes to head and back again. And, speaking of BACK! … feel those discs lift & separate. I’m taller just thinking about it!
*today I’m calling it our Inversion Machine.
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