Domino Domino Run

A row of heavy black-and-white dominoes was sleeping right along the edge of an open magazine! Naturally, standing tiles are practically begging for a high-speed collapse. I waddled right over, hooked my glove behind an old brass curtain ring, and rolled it with all my might into the first tile. Click-clack-clatter! Like a line of falling acrobats, each domino tumbled flush into the next with a rattling buzz across the glass. The very last tile tipped right off the glossy paper and landed upright inside an empty brass dish with a glorious ping! Heehee, noon domino spectacle delivered without a hitch!