08 August, 2004

Going Topless

...I can see you/ Your brown skin shinin' in the sun/ You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby....

Love the process. Love the process. Love the process.

When life's a journey, not a destination (thank you, Areosmith)it sure is more enjoyable when you've got something fun to drive.

It's not a stick shift. The trunk is smaller than I'd hoped. The driver's rear window stopped working four hours after I brought it home.

But the big question is, does it look good with what I'm wearing?

White with a black top? Of course it does.

(The Boys of Summer; Don Henley)

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