At a Ballard bar last weekend a drunk guy kept bragging about the vinyl he'd picked up at the Punk Rock Flea Market. I said, to be polite, So do you have a turntable?
He said, witheringly, Why would I buy records, if I didn't have a damn turntable?
A guy nearby, in a pimped-out wheelchair and sipping whiskey, commented, Well why do I buy shoes, when I'm in a damn wheelchair?
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Began my Saturday with a SIFF movie -- American: The Bill Hicks Story. See it.
It's just a ride.
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