It was a quiet morning at 7th and Montana. So quiet, in fact, that I was at a loss for blog material. No "Jittery Nutcases" throwing hot chocolate at passersby; No "Superheroes" wearing underpants on their head; Not even an "Unfortunate Fashion Victim" wearing a funny hat. "Isn't this great?," said Robin, "It's just like old times: No long lines, no waiting around!" "Yes, great," I thought, "unless you're under pressure to come up with something Zany for the Internet." Barista Tyler tried to help. "Look," he shouted, parading by my table, "I didn't shave this morning ... I'm setting a new trend!" "Heaven help me," I thought, as I weighed the newsworthiness of five o'clock shadow at 8:00 a.m., "Have I sunk to this level?!?" Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. "I'm admitting defeat," I explained to Barista Veronica and her friend, "There's nothing blogworthy here today." And with that, I walked straight into a Christmas Wreath, the same one which fell on my head on December 1. This time, however, two of the decorative, plastic ornaments on it gave way with a resounding crunch. Veronica and her friend were gaping at me. "Oops," I explained, awkwardly, "There's something about this wreath ... I just keep walking right into it!" In retrospect, I wish I got a photo of the incident. It might have been Blogworthy ... !
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Was it a Wreath? Or was it smoking Boughs.... Ahem....Of Holly?
Aww, and hear I thought you were writing an entry just for me. I was ready to answer the klutz call! (I'm a terrible klutz!)
I hope no Martys were injured in the writing of this entry. :)
Hugs, Beth
We'll use our imagination to picture you with a wreath around your neck! You did say it fell around your neck like a hole in one, didn't you!?
I think that wreath is out to get you :)
It is Santa Monica for Heaven's Sake. There has got to be something blog worthy. A function of geography. No illicit erotic fixations in sight? Ya sure?
~Mary
LOVE YOUR NEW HAT!! HOPE YOU HAVE A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!! BARB
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