I dunno. I mean, I have never enjoyed competitive sports, but when you suggest that I’m lamer than you, I feel like I’ve just won a gold medal in Lame. I’d write you a thank-you note, but I can’t find a piece of paper or a pencil.
It means a lot to me that you’d say I’m lamer than you. I mean, I think that you’re pretty respectably lame. Your two-week-long lack of bandwidth while sitting on the island of Manhattan is evidence of pro-level lameness. You can just wave your laptop around in Manhattan and find SOMEbody’s wi-fi. It oozes out of the faucets up there. The air is CLOUDY with wi-fi.
But at least you’re being productive despite your lack of blogging. I, on the other hand, may have reached a new low (or high) of lameness. Today I’m going to post two photos that you sent me (photos that you couldn’t post yesterday), and I’m going to take credit for them as if I knew ANYthing about WHAT in the bejeezus these photos are about.
Photo Number One:
I just love quilting now. It’s so much better than knitting. You can make such pretty bedcovers so FAST!
Photo Number Two:
I like making these stitchy parts!
Everybody, you can read Kay’s previous letter to piece together what these photos are, or you can make up your own story.
Yours in lameness,