Thursday, January 23, 2003

So. You think that Fort Wayne, Indiana would be about corn and snow and port tenderloins, would you? Would you think that?

Well, think again.

Just today, as I was driving down the road, right past the big water tower with the waves painted on it (three rivers meet here you know) and right before the railroad tracks and between the Office Tavern and the Goodwill Store, on my way to Wal-Mart, I found myself falling behind a Jaguar with a vanity tag that read Versace.

So you can just think again the next time you think about Fort Wayne, Indiana.

Yeah, we're talking creative class. Right here. I saw it myself, with my very own eyes.

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