i am a vampire, i am a vampire
and i have lost my fangs
so as i sit here at durango bagel and coffee shop, i'm nursing a house coffee and reading larry dixon's review of mclaren. next to me is a knitting group, comprised of several middle aged women, and one dude who - and i am trying to say this as honest as i can - is extremely, unhealthily overweight.
and as they converse (while knitting), i hear this fella say the follwing, word for word:
"I've climbed sweater mountain, and now I want to go over sock falls."
somehow, the world still finds ways to astound me...
so as i sit here at durango bagel and coffee shop, i'm nursing a house coffee and reading larry dixon's review of mclaren. next to me is a knitting group, comprised of several middle aged women, and one dude who - and i am trying to say this as honest as i can - is extremely, unhealthily overweight.
and as they converse (while knitting), i hear this fella say the follwing, word for word:
"I've climbed sweater mountain, and now I want to go over sock falls."
somehow, the world still finds ways to astound me...