One Size Fits All

It's Story-time!

Incoming! I suggest you all duck!

Not long after Tammy and I were married, we moved to Madison, Wisconsin.  For those of you who might know a little about the capital of Wisconsin, you might nod in acknowledgement when we say that we first lived on the West side and then the East side. I think it is safe to say that we found the culture and environment for each “side” to be distinctly different.

The city looks a bit like two lakes are squishing Madison in the middle, causing it to spill out the sides (east and west).  If you want to get from one side to the other, you either have to go around the north side of Mendota, around the south side of Monona or through the downtown and area between the two lakes.

Every so often, we would visit State Street, the pedestrian mall (since its conversion in 1974) that was, and is, home to many different kinds of specialty shops.  I especially enjoyed visiting the store that featured music amplifiers, speakers and other sound equipment.

There was also a small "hole-in-the-wall" business on State Street that advertised palm reading and other related services.  While this was not our sort of thing, we sometimes would exchange pleasantries with the owner, who liked to sit outside of the shop in hopes of drawing in business.

This fellow was a very short, slightly-built individual.  He didn't appear to have any employees and rarely had customers.  We just could not see how he could possibly be making a go of it and sometimes worried that he could not defend himself if a customer got aggressive.  He really was that thin - even to the point of being frail looking.

Well, a few years ago, we heard that this little guy, the proprietor of the fortune telling shop, had been arrested for some "improper business practices."  He was found guilty and sent to a minimum security prison.

More recently, I read an article that said he had managed to escape from that prison!

The headline read:

"Short Fortuneteller Escapes Prison: Small Medium At-Large!"

I wondered if any of the people who had put him in prison were worried about the "wrath of con?"  No?  Not a Trekkie?

Ok, that was stretching a bit anyway.  Have a nice day!  And if you happen to see this guy, he's still on the loose.  That tells me there might be more puns in your future.

Alas for you.