Most of these will be from Joe for now, because I collected a lot on our recent cross-country trip. Poor Joe. :) Ahhh, nah. There's no such thing as bad publicity, right?
At a gas station in South Dakota... middle of nowhere... old-fashioned gas pumps that I had to remind myself how to use...
Ms. V: "I feel like I'm in the wild west!"
Joe: You ARE in the wild west!"
No joke, people. It was a little bit "Twilight-zone-ish."
xo,
Ms. V
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One of my favorite bits from The Twilight Zone (the 80s version, not the original 60s version):
Old Man: My wife... she poured sour milk on my breakfast.
Social Worker: Well, have you spoken to your wife about this?
Old Man: My wife, she died five years ago.
It sounds like the old man might have lived in the town where you stopped to gas up on your trip.
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