Xmas is the only thing that makes me look forward to January. Oh, indeed. *
This being the holidays, I thought it was an appropriate time to say that I dislike sweaters. Not the concept of sweaters, mind you; I just don't like them on me. They always look stretched or saggy or something. I have exactly one sweater than has ever looked good on me, and I rarely wear it for fear that it will stretch, sag, etc. Down with them! **
I walked by Isgro the other day (for the uninitiate, Isgro is an Italian bakery that makes a marscapone eclair to die for), and there was a huge line complete with - get this - police for crowd control. Seriously. Evidently the city has not forgotten the hard lessons of the Cannoli Riot of '63. I felt sorry for those folks waiting because a trip to Isgro isn't quick on a normal day, but if you're fortieth in the queue? *** Cancel your plans for New Year's.
* I am watching "The Wire" and this is one of the pet sayings of my favorite character Omar. He's gay, he's hot, he carries a shotgun, and everyone fears him. I want to grow up to be Omar.
** For some reason,I kept typing "sweather" and having to go back and correct. More reason for dislike sweaters.
*** Why in this country is everything considered to be "in line" and not "in queue", except for documents you send to a printer?
5 comments:
Got a bit of a footnote fetish today?
My blog, my footnotes.
I love sweaters this time of year, but for me it's not about looking good; they just make me happy. It's a comforting feeling, having a sweatshirt on.
And I was at Termini Bros. last night, so I believe you about the line. It was a little insane.
Errr... make that "having a _sweater_ on."
I personally dislike the term standing "on line", as though one is standing on an actual drawn line, and not in a queue of people.
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