Every year for my birthday we buy Baskin Robbins clown cones for my whole family. Hmmm, one more picture on all of this? Yikes. Tell you what, you may go here to see them. Oh, the promise of sweets and frosting. This has been a tradition in my life since before I was ten. I turn forty next year. If Baskin Robns ever goes under I'm going to stop having birthdays. Every alphabet and paper I do begins as something else in my head and takes it's own course of becoming whatever it wants to be despite my vision. When I finished my first A last night I thought of my clown cones and Baskin Robins logos.