Houndstooth Friday

I heard someone refer to Black Friday as "Houndstooth Friday," and at first I thought it was pretty funny-- but what in the hell does that mean? I guess it has something to do with the disappointment in retail sales, and nothing at all to do with the disappointment in fabric choices. As usual, everyone completely misses the point. And they go around wearing it, as if it is no crime whatsoever.

Public Transportation is the Worst!

Summer certainly is the most houndstooth-free season, which I enjoyed immensely! Now: fall is upon us, and I have scheduled an appointment with a psychoanalyst to attempt to get some tranquilizers or something. I was on U-Tube train earlier this week, doing fine, then I noticed sitting next to me a woman whose vinyl houndstooth bag TOUCHED MY ARM! I went berserk and they had to stop the train between stations and escort me out along a rat-infested tunnel. At least it was better than houndstooth. If anything, the rats wear a touch of herringbone.