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Sunday, April 21, 2013

April 18, 2013

Chicago Midway Plaisance 9:00 am

Nice Right (Left?) Handed Knit Blue Glove

 Just off 60th Street between University and 

Kenwood.






This post proves that this idea is out of hand. It has become an entity that is out of control. It also appears to be infectious. The CDC (The Center For Disease Control) has already shown up here in Brooklyn and accused me of spreading a concept/disease whose time has not come and should never come and certainly wasn't invited and even if it was we did not buy enough fruit salasd 


I would like to point out that my friend Maggie who I went to Shimer College with when it was in Mt. Carroll, Illinois many, many years ago. So long ago that a home computer was the same size as your home. When internet was an answer to the question, "Where is the tennis ball Herminone?". Shimer has moved a few times since then due to a lack of funds. It is now in Chicago. As is my friend Maggie. 

I would also like to point out that for reasons grounded in mysterious other-worldliness her "Wellingtons" are the same color as the glove. Hah...doubters of fate and greater beings who drift in and among the cosmos and have nothing better to do then to match lost gloves with wellingtons!

It appears to be a right-handed glove upright or a left handed glove reversed. It has an acrylic like color and look to it. Cotton tends to get messier while synthetics tend to keep shape longer. 
It seems small so it may be a children's glove or one of those stretchy gloves 
that cover your entire hand but not in any way that does any good when the 
wind blows. ( I should add that I am now typing this with one hand because 
Toulouse the tabby has decided that left hand is better occupied with petting
him.

It is also interesting to note that people lose gloves in more places than 
Brooklyn. My son, Oren, has posted from Philadelphia and Maggie is in 
Chicago. I will even go so far as to hazrd a guess that people lose glove in 
Greenland. However that could certainly be a problem in the depth of an ice
storm. Which reminds me to suggest you see the film


Which is not nearly as good as one of my all time favorite films "The Ice 
Harvest"


Well thanks for joining me again on this rather odd journey. See you soon. 
Not that I will really see you soon. Its an expression. I may never see you. 
Not that I feel a need to see you. 


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