The Kimono Phase

Bessie, Jr

I warned some friends who wish to pop over tonight that they need to know "we're in a kimono phase..."

1. Friends went to Chicago.  They were duly instructed to go to Ragstock and buy a kimono.  "DO IT!" was the stern, all-caps enjoinder.

2. These friends went a little apeshit and brought home FOUR kimonos.  They were cheap and had that nice Japanese warehouse smell.

3.  Your editor, being a pretentious dick, then assembled a Bessie Glass Kit to go along with the one that was closest to a "hoary midnight blue": some matches, some (L&M 100 Menthol) cigarettes, some nails and other fasteners, a small hammer and screw drivers, Ed's pocket knife, a casting off some sort of anvil case...you know, because I am a PRETENTIOUS DICK (see above).

4.  All this was received with good humor and excitement.  Also, as posted earlier, Nithin brought a huge shawl from India over (see earlier post), so basically the Bride has been ambling about like a displaced mother from a 1982 National Geographic pictorial.  Pulitzer awaits!