Daily Moments of Zen

Jan 25, 2009 02:36

As I waited for the crowd to slowly make its way out of the concert hall Jonathan Coulton has just played at a thought occurs to me.

"Every time I'm in one of these lines I feel like I'm in the middle of Marsh Of The Penguins.  It's that back and forth waddle everyone does as they move closer to the exit.  All we need is a big fan and a box of instant mashed potatoes to complete the effect."

Then, as we finally get outside... it's snowing.  I just had to go and open my big mouth.
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