There is a lot going on. The Houston Livestock and Rodeo is in town, and remember when I told you that my car makes me smile? Well now I am downright giddy.
Linda and I were walking down past the old saloon when all of the sudden there was dust everywhere and a lone guitar twanged in the distance signifying something significant was about to happen. The guttural sound turned into a roar like the noise a 300hp V8 would make if it were to be let loose rounding a corner. I had to think fast, convertible - check, GT - check, automatic - check, heated seats (hey, it can get nippy out here on the plains) - check! I made my move and lassoed that Mustang. Can I keep it Linda? Can I? Can I?
So now when I pass by the same trees and small imports, my smile is a little wider, my foot a little heavier and life is even better.
Linda and I were walking down past the old saloon when all of the sudden there was dust everywhere and a lone guitar twanged in the distance signifying something significant was about to happen. The guttural sound turned into a roar like the noise a 300hp V8 would make if it were to be let loose rounding a corner. I had to think fast, convertible - check, GT - check, automatic - check, heated seats (hey, it can get nippy out here on the plains) - check! I made my move and lassoed that Mustang. Can I keep it Linda? Can I? Can I?
So now when I pass by the same trees and small imports, my smile is a little wider, my foot a little heavier and life is even better.