8.13.06
Category: dribblings
roxy was good as gold at the hot rod show. someone else brought their dog too, so i wasn’t the only redneck. the other dog was a sweet puppy. the guy said she was a mix between a setter and a lab, but her paws were pretty small and dainty. she looked like a beagle-hound-something. her name was Uno ‘cos she was all black except for one paw that was white. cute name i thought.
the car show went well. mom was in the dunking booth.
there was a huge line to dunk her.
“what? my own baby girl?!”
“sorry mom.” first ball.
“HA! you throw like a girl!”
“i know.” second ball.
“powder puff!”
third ball.
*sploosh*
people kept asking justin and i to try to dunk mom and we both said no because we both knew we’d never hear the end of it. but finally i caved.
i’ll never hear the end of it.
there were some awesome hot rods. when it was time to vote for the people’s choice award i said to jimmy, “let’s see….which one would i vote for….”
“you’ll pick a muscle car,” he said as i pointed at the camaro super sport. “ha! i knew it!”
i’m not sure how to take that really. did he know that because he knows me so well…or am i just really predictable?
i’ve always wanted an old muscle car. the only reason i haven’t caved and bought one every time i see one for sale is ‘cos i’m frugal. that, and i don’t feel like spending my saturdays working on a car. that and my jeep sucks enough gas. i don’t need something that only gets 10 miles a gallon. but know this, if i had lots of disposable income i’d have a muscle car and jimmy and i would also have awesome motorbikes. and we’d go to awesome bike shows and stand out like sore thumbs. and on the weekends we’d drive our shiny muscle car around and then make out in the back seat.
a rich fantasy life i have.
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