Oh woe.
My worst fears have been realized.
I wore pants with an elastic waist. For comfort, you see, on the four-day driving trip from Texas to Minnesota.
And a polyester, no-wrinkle shirt. Every day.
And I drove a minivan.
And I "watered the dog" at rest stops. On a red leash. While she-who-knows-things was shopping in the antique stores, I sat outside on the bench with the dog in my lap. Strangers began to pat the dog.
Worse, I got carded in a Holiday Inn club so I could have a glass of wine with dinner. Carded to make certain I am over 65.
It seems like only yesterday that I was cruising around Austin in a red Mercedes convertible and living in a downtown condo where the wine merchant a block away knew my name.
So this is where cool goes when it evaporates.
What's next -- voting Republican?
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6 comments:
When George Phenix says he was "watering the dog at a rest stop", a literal dog on the end of a leash was not, I confess, the first image that popped into my head ...
And I don't think this is where cool goes when it evaporates, I think this is where cool goes when it becomes happiness.
George you are the funniest thing. Now I know what I have to look forward to when I get to geezerville except my dear my dog will never be able to sit on my lap. I cannot see myself with a dog smaller than Thor. I will send you a picture of my puppy.
Hey, George, I thought you might like to see this little cartoon ditty about turning Repube...you brought it up (so it's not MY fault).
http://www.thefrown.com/frowners/becomerepublican.swf
Love your blog, dude. And you're only as young as you feel in polyester...
-- Buddy
...welcome to my world.
If I were the Mystery Woman, I'd hit you with my iron skillet.
Eko:
You could do worse than vote the right way!!!
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