Tonight I met the infamous Shannon Okey, otherwise known as KnitGrrl. She's in town teaching some class that has nothing to do with crochet.
Like the little tart that she is, she was picked up by me in front of her hotel. She got to ride in my old lady car among the dog hairs and nose prints.
We cultured ourselves up by seeing the Georgia O'Keeffe show at the Art Institute and then the Frida Kahlo show at the Walker. During the Frida show I was so overcome by the flood of unibrow I had no choice but to innocently 'accidentally' bump my hand into her butt. It's a metaphysical souvenir that will last me a lifetime! I know that I advocate the non-creepy get together! But I had no choice!
I was drunk on unibrows and Diego Rivera!
After, we went for pizza and beer and the occasional penis discussion.
Now, I need to convince her to leave the hotel tomorrow night and join me at Nye's for polka, piano bar, polish food and paradise. Nye's is the awesomest bar on the planet AND it has sparkly gold booths, awesomeness, a polka band, awesomeness, a piano bar where drunk dudes will sing "Piano Man" with all the drunken earnestness they can muster!
She must come to nyes!
Hardcore? Hardcore is for babies. I'm HOOKCORE!
Nye's sounds divine. Perhaps more so than an "accidental" bum encounter, but it'll take a lot to convince me.
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we'll have to have some sort of crochet conference in minneapolis sometime that involves culture, drunkeness and slumber parties with nail polish and popcorn and frozen bras
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