The picture was taken at the mystic intersection of Westfield and Westfield, and involved a lot of conversation in the car along the lines of "Do you see that too?"
"What, the giant walking hot dog?"
"Yeah... Whew! For a minute there I was afraid it was just me..."
Sure enough, an hour or so later and a few blocks north, we were sitting in the Brew Pub finishing up lunch when the edible duo bopped nonchalantly by on the sidewalk past the windows, causing who knows how many conversations to grind to a momentary halt as diners took in the oddball sight.
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The Ripple, she be a strange place, dat.
Sorry for the poor photo.
I was piloting the sweet, sweet rental Camry (which I drive to drive the women wild), dodging yuppie bikers and shooting my cell phone over my shoulder.
Shootin' Buddy
Nothing says "My speed dial buttons are alphabetized" like a gray Camry. :D
Am I the only one who looked at the picture and thought of Mr. Hankey?
Yeah, but were they doing the Macarena?
Borepatch - It does, too. Eww.
Jim
w/v: gendolf. Old dude in a hat, smokes a pipe, put together Live Aid?
Your ambulatory ice cream may be seldom seen, but a clueless walking talking weiner is anything but rare. Who do you think voted Obambi into office?
hidey-ho!
Sometimes I see them too. Most times other people don't.
Damn, Broad Ripple may be the physical manifestation of my subconscious delusions. Keep an eye peeled for the midget wearing lederhosen and purple facepaint playing the accordion. Bad, bad news, that one.
Captcha: Ingeth. THe midget's mom.
And if you think your life / employment sucks, consider:
You're not spending a lovely Saturday walking around disguised as food.
Or at least not walking around in public.
"Keep an eye peeled for the midget wearing lederhosen and purple facepaint playing the accordion."
No fear of that in Broad Ripple.
1. Midget wearing lederhosen would be the south side of Indy, usually in September during Oktoberfest.
2. Purple facepaint playing the accordion would be the westside during a Ben Davis football game.
Shootin' Buddy
After seeing that, it reminded me of the old Heuy Lewis song....
"I want a new drug....." and, etc.
Sweet shakin' quarks, it's gotta be the air around there.
Anyway, thanks foire the memories.
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"honings" Nah. I'm been done honed enuff, already.
J, t R
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