Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Panache Sack

For the past three weeks I’ve had a little yellow race-car sticker stuck to the left sleeve of my favorite coat.  I’d notice it and think, “that’s just the sort of jaunty non-chalance I need to get through my day with style and panache.  I’ll be the only guy in the office wearing a sports car.  I have a special kind of cool that the others just can’t hope to match.”

Well, I just checked again and the sticker has finally fallen off.  I knew it would happen eventually but I was hoping it would last longer.  And now if I want panache I have to tote it with me to work like all the other puds around here.  And I don’t want it getting bruised.  A fellow’s panache can be a delicate thing, especially when he’s lost his race car.

Does anybody have a gently-used panache sack?

You said “puds” just for my benefit, didn’t you? Don’t deny it.

When the nice young men in the ice cream coats drag you away, can I have your CD collection?

anything for you, sawni.  remember, you can’t spell “dupe” without “pud,” though you have to mix it up a little....

Dude, you have spare panache and have been holding out on us?