Driving around all night when you were a kid was the best. My friend Lance and I wrote a whole series of novels just driving around and talking the plot points out. One day we were getting food and Wendy's. These were the days that they wore those goofy blue and white pimp hats. Lance drove up to the window but far enough out that the kid had to basically hang out the window to give us our food. Then he had a decision to make - to hear him tell it - with one foot on the gas and his arm stretched out he grabbed that pimp hat and drove away cackling like a crazy person. Of course he forgot our food but it was worth it for the 'moment'. He couldn't wear the pimp hat because that is like stealing bowling shoes or buying an old McDonald's work shirt at the Goodwill. Not for public consumption.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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