So, I'm biking on Saturday. Biking pretty far. That's LITERALLY how I roll these days. And it's tiring. Very. And toward the end of the ride I see them. A young couple followed by (I can only assume) their two children. These two girls were around 9 or 10, adorable, dressed the same, and clearly straight out of The Shining. What the hell are these parents thinking? Why would you turn your children into the Asian version of two perfect children clearly destined to lead some way-smarter-than-his-mother boy on a big wheel down the interminably long hall of a creepy off-season resort hotel into an elevator filled with blood? Was there a two-for-one on those Pollyanna dresses? Did they take the kids to a beauty school where the students had only made it through Style One: Kit Kittredge, American Girl?
All I know is I was tired. And it freaked me out.
--Peter
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I WISH I could still fashion such a great comb-over.
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