urban ku # 160 ~ sleds, my sled & snot
The wife and I went out for lunch today (Friday). That's the wife getting in, not on, our sled. We were the only ones in the joint - Charlie's at Lake Clear Junction - not wearing a full-body snow suit and toting a helmet.
It's a fun place. We always eat at the bar where the owner is sure to try and scare the snot out of you by dropping one of his big rubber spiders (on a thread) down from the ceiling on you when you're not paying attention. Some victims scream. Some jump. Some curse. Some do all three (and more). It never seems to get old for the owner. Can't help but wonder how many spilled drinks he has to replace.
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Nice!