Christine found a tie-dyed shirt for me at the Pike Place Market. (Nice 3-D Tour here, but takes a minute to load.)
I don't know that tie-dyed is me as much as it once was--corporate being that I am these days--but she thought it fit my spirit. Since it's Sunday, I slipped it on this morning. Doesn't make me feel lost in the '60s, but it does make me feel relaxed and laid back.
Touch of Gray
With the sandals I wear on weekends and the gray on my chin, I guess I look ready to trail a Dead tour. Not a bad deal for Sunday. Gotta go by Starbucks and get a cup of chai to complete the ensemble.
0% passive sentences on the Flesch-Kincaid scale. Victory again!
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