The Frankenstein Bag
A canvas bag kept
Boris Karloff's Frankenstein
peers out from one side
I have had a canvas bag with the face of Frankenstein on it since I was 8 years old. I love my Frankie bag. I guess this kind of confirms that I have been weird forever. I don't care, weird is good. Weird is awesome. Well, as long as it's not like I'm going to leave this thorny stem without a bloom on your car weird (this happened to me), or eating pancake sandwiches weird (okay, forgiven), or pitching a cat like a dwarf (*sigh* I did this, but only one time), but just the kind of weird that people think is funny, or endearing, or just old plain puzzling. That kind of weird is good. That kind of weird deserves a flag, with a big old "W" on it. I'm flying the "W" flag people. I'm sitting in my front yard, flying my flag and wearing a Frankenstein bag.
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