Someday soon Dan’s moving in his Pac-man tabletop machine which will look fairly odd in a room stacked high with Quilting books. I guess Mrs. Pac Man probably knit herself, maybe she made herself the pink bow atop her head. Dan won the Pac Man machine from a bar we used to frequent, we each received a ballot for the beers we ordered and I graciously gave him my ticket. He submitted both under his name and won; never knowing who’s ticket was the “winner”, I allowed him to house the machine for a few years. Well now he’s out of space, and it’s my turn to showcase the beauty…
I mean, it’s half mine anyway.
That is so cool. Looks like a blast. 😉