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I came home from Nashville, pet the cat and fed her, made
dinner, and eventually wandered into the bedroom to find these jeans hanging
from our closet door. These jeans remain hanging there right now as I type
this, a full 24 hours later. I’m left to
wonder exactly what the purpose of the hanging them there is. Is Dr. BB attempting to stretch them? Somehow
fade them with the minimal light from the bedroom window? Get non-existent wrinkles out of them? Is it some
newfangled type of art installation that only true hipsters with beards and
horn-rimmed glasses can understand?
I know for a fact that he just got these jeans after waiting
for a couple of months for a Gustin Kickstarter project to be funded, so I know he’s
excited about them, but it’s still a bit mysterious. Should I ask him or just keep on keeping on
ignoring them in the hopes that eventually they will be put away where they
belong?
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To see what Bestest Friend wrote about the theme of the day, check out her blog, Too Legit To Quit.
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