I walked outside from my morning workout at the gym to find that someone had broken into my car.
The only thing missing? My Class VI scarf. My blood was boiling at the thought of losing it! (and being overheated from exercising)

Now... this is a completely fictional tale, but it illustrates how much I love my Class VI scarf that I'm having weird trains of thought like that.
I've never owned and never wanted a scarf, but now that I have it you can pry it from my cold, dead fingers if you want to take it from me (that wasn't a suggestion, Carlos).
They're great! So soft... I got rid of my teddy bear.
And.... I want to warn people they are selling like hot chocolate with whipped cream would sell Saturday morning at the tailgate (if we could sell it). Instead we'll be giving it away. But back on message, almost 1/2 the scarves are gone in just a few days of having them available.
If you want one of the first batch, make sure you get your order in online right here or with Mark at the tailgate to ensure you don't end up feeling just a bit more nekked than the rest of us!
Posted by BilFish at April 6, 2007 12:01 AM