No, not that Patagonia.
|Can you feel the adventure?|
I was in San Francisco yesterday and walking with my wife when we happened across this Patagonia store. My wife suggested we go in, in part, because I’ve been without a jacket for a long time. You see, I used to have this cool leather jacket, but that eventually frayed on the inside, making me look like The Fonz, if he wore a Jewish prayer shawl.
|I meant, a leather jacket with torn fringes coming out from underneath. Close enough.|
|Only much worse.|
|Oh mah Gawd! It's, like, TOTALLY games!|
So, we went into Patagonia to get me a new jacket. I should have been wary as there were remains of fossilized mountain climbers in the concrete in front of the door.
|They died, so you could feel rugged.|
Inside, we quickly found a jacket that was stylish, warm, and wouldn’t show white cat hair so easily.
|I'm too sexy for my jacket. Too sexy for my jacket. So sexy I... Er... Lack it?|
|Aiiieeee! I have no career!|
|Live simply, so others can simply...?|