Laurel mentioned that there is a hot dog stand for sale around the corner from our house. This is coming at a perfect time as I explore other careers. I'm tempted to buy this carnival relic and setup a hot dog stand. In front of my house. I'll get early morning motorists that don't shy away from morning meats. I'll rake it in everytime there is a little league game. And I think every weeknight stroll isn't perfect until you've stuffed a frankfurter in your face.
In all seriousness, I could sell hotdogs. Don't you think? I have always been mesmorized by the steamy box from which the hotdogs emerge. My own personal sauna. With hotdogs.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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