Walking around Washington Circle on Tuesday morning, I noticed a woman with a bright red, fuzzy handbag. I considered screaming out, "Oh my God! You killed Elmo and turned him into a purse!" I didn't know whether I ought to have followed that up with and angry "You bastard!" or grateful "Thank you!" but I was inclined toward the latter.
When I told Brian he said he was glad I was too shy to act like a complete freak in public. But I still think it would have been funny.