Jan 16, 2009 09:34
I was taking a disco nap yesterday evening, and in that floating state where you're not quite awake, it suddenly appeared before my eyes:
One of those elegant, huge hats from the early 20th century... with a larger-than-life club sandwich, complete with a "toothpick" with the cellophane frill at the end, plopped down in the middle of the hat.
Then my own preferences took over, and it became a BLT (i'm not fond of club sandwiches).
Which then made me get a BLT at Jason's Deli.
non-sequitur