SpringPlum

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Two Letters

Dear Texas Civil Engineers,

I apologize for every dirty, nasty comment that I ever made regarding the seemingly unending construction zones.  After 4 years of undeserved hateful thoughts, I realize now that you had the knitter’s best interest at heart.  You wanted us to have better, smoother roads, and indeed, they are far more silk-like that the roads of the state to the north whose highways must not been repaved since they were first built by drunken cavemen the lowest bidderengineering freshmen paid only with beer.  A Russian join performed on one of your interstates would not have involved swearing (or blood).  No knitter would have been so frazzled as to have rejoined the working yarn to the outside end of a center-pull ball.  The miles of left-lane closed, 25 mile-an-hour traffic, men-at-work zones show that you, dear engineers, are the engineers who care.  Thank you.

With enlightened admiration,
SpringPlum

Dear Drunken Cavemen Oklahoma Civil Engineers,

Sit on it and spin.
Bite me.
Kiss my arse.
Please quit your day jobs.

Regards,
SpringPlum

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