Dave's Sunday started out pretty bad. He called it his WTF Wednesday, Sunday Version.
Why did Dave have such a bad Sunday, you ask? Well, he had Sandy and me to contend with in downtown Boston.
Aw, c'mon, Dave! It wasn't THAT bad.
Another favorite photo of the day, this time stolen from Sandy (without her permission):
We made him eat salad. (horrors!) Then we went to a tea shop. He didn't like that, either. Honestly, have you ever?! I personally think he should turn in his gay card, but I digress. He was a good sport about it, though. We didn't push the Annoy Dave envelope too much by insisting that we go for ice cream. (We totally would have, except I ran out of time.)
But wait! Sandy and I found out he has a superpower: He can spot any nice male buttocks within a half mile. So he eventually came 'round and made a silk purse out of a sow's ear, you might say. You can see the fruits of his labor in his blog today. It was actually an interesting circumstance, Sandy and I decided -- finally we found an activity that we all could enjoy.
I woke up first thing this morning, before I even knew about Dave's post, to Instant Messages from Rabbitch: "Ass Watch?!!!!" she said.
I've said it before a million times, but I'll say it again: I love this knitblog community! My rep as a troublemaker apparently remains intact, and word sure does travel fast. Rabbitch had already heard about our escapades from Mel (they both work the night shift on opposite sides of the coast and two different countries) that more than likely "That Norma" was egging Dave on in this enterprise. Who, ME?! Mwahaha....
But since turnabout is fair play, I present to you something I have in my "arse"-nal: