I had to take a three hour bus extravaganza to get a lock and air pump for my new bike. It wasn’t as romantic a ride as my previous trips. I froze my ears off so I got this hat at Target. Tell me what you think.
I rode next to a very religious woman who was having a heated conversation with her friend. She kept telling him that he needed to change his life. He needed to get to church. He had a demon in him. Unfortunately no one was sitting next to her but me. She was talking to someone sitting on the other side of her. I was hoping that she wasn’t schizophrenic. I was so hoping that she had one of those cell phone ear pieces in and was talking to someone real. But she wasn’t. It amazed me because we had a pretty coherent conversation at times. Very sad.
BTW—If you live in Nashville, you get to hear TV ads that actually contain the phrase “Gitter Done!” I hope my buddie Homan has to live here at one point in his life!
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