You know I’m not one to share dreams on LJ, but last night, I dreamed that Mark G. Harris arrived at The Compound driving this:
And today, he wrote a post about moving vehicles and the fun of building this:
I’m not sure what, but it must mean something.
The force is strong within you.
Oh… now, didn’t that last paternity guessing game– and Progressive Rummy– tell you that I’m a dolt?
Best I can come up with is, I’m a brute on wheels. (Is that what it says? brute?)
Torture!
No, I see Mark G showing up in something like this.
That’s pretty fabulous. And so much better than if he showed up like this:
with Joey in his basket. Not that I mean to discuss Mark’s basket on my LJ.
I can visualize the narrow tie flapping in the breeze. And I’l bet you even hummed the bicycle theme music as you pasted the photo in you message. It’s amazing that no one ever forgets that musical theme.