...can you walk out of a movie and feel underdressed. Last week some friends and I went to see Indiana Jones. We walked out to a sea of women dressed to the nines. Heels, designer labels, and looooooooooong legs were everywhere. It took us about 15 seconds to make the connection that Sex and the City was opening that night. We just felt sorry for the one poor man who appeared to be there with his wife.
...can you see a string of Porsches and not question it until the 10th one or so. Apparently Huntington Beach had some sort of Porsche convention going last weekend. It's just funny to me that my first thought was "Hmm...that's a lot of Porsches" rather than "Hey look! A Porsche!" I ain't in Wyoming anymore.
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