October 23, 2007
Warm
This morning I woke to a Johnny Cash mood. I slipped into my black slacks and fitted white shirt, eased on my uber-trendy polished black shoes, shrugged into my black leather jacket, popped some sleek black sunnies on my face, and strolled out to my truck. I fired the engine and pushed in my Folsom Prison CD.
I was slick, I was bad, I was the dangerous beating heart of cool. I flicked on the windshield wipers. They skidded across a thin sheen of ice.
I don't care who you are, or how you're dressed — there's just no way to look cool when you're standing on tippy-toes with a bright blue window scraper in your hand, struggling to clear the center part of your windshield. I wonder if Johnny Cash ever had to clean his windshield.
I've got to start parking in the garage.
Posted by Woodlief on October 23, 2007 at 10:05 AM
Tony,
you would look cool even if your scraper had been pink. Love you Bunches, Debbie
Posted by: debbie at October 23, 2007 11:09 AM
Of course he did. There's only one Chuck Norris.
Posted by: Jared at October 23, 2007 1:36 PM
Ice, what is that? It's 85 degrees in NC in Oct. YUCK!!!
Posted by: angela at October 23, 2007 2:42 PM
Johnnie would have looked outside, seen the ice, and walked back over to the kitchen table, took out his guitar and his trusty 3 chords, and wrote a song. It would have made it to number 3 on the country charts and earned him a ton of money.
Several years later a guy with a blog would wake up in a Johnnie Cash mood.....
Posted by: Nicks at October 24, 2007 6:09 AM
I expect he probably did scape ice, and THEN go write a song about it, as he sort of reveled in hardships.
Posted by: dan at October 24, 2007 9:43 PM
Enjoy your blog! 6yearmed told me how great it was, and she was right!
Posted by: Darcie at October 26, 2007 12:40 AM
I wonder...
Would Johnny Cash go to Starbucks, only to buy cocoa?
Posted by: PJ at November 7, 2007 12:48 AM
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