While driving up Duke street today to go test-drive a new junker (anyone got a sub-$1500 van they wanna sell?) I passed Landmark Mall, where there’s a big ol’ circus tent set up in the parking lot with a giant banner proclaiming “HOT TUBS!” I thought it might just be my brain rebelling over low coffee intake, but no – the Landmark marquee by the entrance backed them up – Hot Tub sale through Sunday, Location: Parking lot.
Are there a lot of gypsy-like hot tub vendors roaming the world, plying their wares? Are there a lot of potential customers sitting around thinking to themselves, “You know, I could really go for a hot tub, but I’m not comfortable spending a few thousand bucks at a fixed location like a pool store. If only there was a slightly more mobile place I could unload this dough, preferably somewhere with a kind of fly-by-night kind feel.”
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Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.
Hmm, guess I just did.
My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.
