Warm and sunny today in NW Connecticut — clearly the result of man-made global warming from old trucks like this 1983 Ford F100 which I insist on keeping around, the better to exploit the world's resources.
Why? Because I am Eee-ville.
This J. Press jacket is kind of an odd duck — a 3/2 sack with twin vents. I grabbed last winter at the Washington store, where it was languishing on a rack of odds and ends. I forget what kind of a deal they gave me but even I could swing it. (Eee-ville just doesn't pay like it once did.)
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I thought the truck was inoperable? Oh well, the clothes look good. The Ray-Bans look good, but I think you should perhaps try round sunglasses, like Geddie Lee.
"What about the voice of Geddy Lee/How does he sing so high/I wonder if he talks like an ordinary guy?"
from a Pavement song, the title of which escapes me at the moment.
In round glasses I look like someone's lesbian grandmother.
T daresay that's an insult to lesbian grandmothers everywhere.
This is my first time at your blog. I really like it. I hope you're having a good weekend.
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