Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Marcy's Enchiladas Were Killer*

Tuesday, July 08, 2008
On Friday morning (mid-morning, as I had the day off and was en route to brunching), I was sitting idly by at a red light on Memorial, minding my own business, lamenting the fact that the radio options available to me really le suck sometimes, when I was met by some rather inconspicious and completely normal mid-morning Friday traffic.

A man driving a hearse with the window rolled down, wearing a sombrero.

When I go, that's how I want it to be. Ole!