Texas in my spool

I spent a good portion of Saturday on a crafty repair mission to salvage Cale's backpack. In the process, I used up an old spool of black thread that has been around for who knows how long. When we got home late last night after an evening at Canvas in SF (props to the DJ on the Dazed & Confused samples!) I felt the urge to pick up the spool and hold it up to the light. I did, and when I did, I laughed because it sure did look like Texas to me. It is some sort of sign in a series of signs.