Thursday, November 16, 2006

Worst. Club. Ever.

Some people have too much time on their hands, so they go to things like Star Trek conventions. Then, there are these people:
Maybe it's the 'vrrp, vrrp' sound it makes when you walk, or the feel of the vertically ribbed fabric that reached a popularity peak in the 1970s -- whatever it is, corduroy has spawned an appreciation club.

More than 800 people around the world have signed up to be part of the New York-based 'Corduroy Appreciation Club,' which meets every November 11 -- the date, when written as 11/11, that most resembles the fabric they love.
The rest of us call that Veterans Day, but hey, whatever.
'It's a requirement to wear two pieces of corduroy to the meeting,' said Miles Rohan, president and founder of the club. 'Fairly often people tell me they're wearing corduroy underwear, but I haven't checked.'
That's probably a pretty solid decision there, Miles. Somehow, I just don't think the corduroy club attracts the beautiful people.

I'd tell you to read the rest, but, well...it's about a club that's based on the love of corduroy. Yeah.

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