So Jennie and I are involved in V-Day which, among other things, is a real good reason to bring the Doushey Basket. Jennie is in charge of concessions and the raffle.
The Doushey Basket is just big enough for a cash box and a large roll of tickets.
It's also too big to fit under the table when you go to True North (which at any given time is full of basketeers but their basketry has to do with new clothes made to look old). That way, every time I picked up the Doushey Basket to refer to it (I count five), it either hit Jennie in the leg on the way up or narrowly missed the waitress who was skittering by.
When Jennie pointed this out ("Everytime you lift that thing, it hits me in the leg. Last time you almost hit the waitress with it.") I said...
"As it should. It's the Doushey Basket!"
And all must bow down to its Doushey-ness.
