Review #161: Found Hoodie
A long time ago Seth found a hoodie at the bowling alley. He later said I could have it because he didn’t want it and it didn’t fit. We both forgot about it. It snowed in Seattle the last couple of days and Seth gave me a ride home. While looking in the trunk for a brush to clear the windshield, he found the hoodie and tossed it to me. He then proceeded to clear off the windsheild with my umbrella, breaking it. This did not anger me, however, because the hoodie is really fucking sweet.
It’s like an indie rock accessory that I never really had. not a ZIP UP hoodie anyway. And now that I’m too old to be an indie rock kid, I can still rock it. In fact I think it’s given me magical powers. I just need to figure out what they are.