The Wheelie Bag

Check out the wheelie bag. My Uncle doesn't leave home without it. This baby followed him through thick and thin today. It went through puddles, small pot holes, got caught on fences, and even dashed straight into a gay bar only to be interrupted by Uncle right before it got passed the bouncer. It sat by us through dinner at Fanelli's and joined me for an afternoon in the graphics department. My favorite was when it got caught in the turnstile on the way to the PATH train. Literally jammed, intertwined with the metal bars until we swiped the card again for it to be released. Notice the very fashionable bungee cord wrapped around the plastic bag of shoes. Yes I said bungee. I think Uncle may, just may be bringing back the wheelie bag.