February 13, 2004
Ice Fisheth
Good brisk day yall,
Excited I am, but not as excited about myself schlepping 80lbs of kielbasa, fleece and batteries. It is because I looketh liketh a tard. Ray Todd. My dingle of a dangle sleeping bag nearly touches the sidewalk when I parade from place to place. The left hemisphere of my body is conjoined with a 40lb EMS duffel. My right hand grips several pounds of frozen potato hash. I expect kind folk to hand me some change. My co-workers let it be known that I share a semblance to a homeless person. "I am going Ice Fisheth," I say proudly. "With Joshy!"
Did I tell you the time when I was sitting on the ground in front of a music store waiting for a friend to get off work and someone gave me $2.00?
Stay tuned for the Mun-day report illusatrating the perilous adventures of Josh Dastardly and Pilgrim Pitstop.
Posted by Yellow River at February 13, 2004 12:50 PMFare thee well and good journeys to Pilgrim our intrepid wanderer and Commander J. Aren't we all awesome for having super cool superhero names?
I can't decide between The Keeper and The Ontologist.
Anyway, I hope by the time our fearless pathifinders return to have gotten to the part of the blog where we talk about the Paris Situationists and their concept of the derive. A very cool wandering adventure (in the city!) that I am wont to make from time to time. As it warms perhaps you will want to make one with me?
Posted by: The Keeper at February 13, 2004 01:18 PM