i love a parade
a parade passed by my front porch this morning, its our town's 200th birthday. there were three pretty good brass bands (not high school or fire departments).
this was a song i heard, it was good.
also, there was an old man driving an old car with the word "retired" on it, with a date underneath. not very unusual, exept it was a very terry gilliam looking car (white walled tires, snub nose, wood paneled, open topped, with two mini windshields attached to the car at some awkward point by one long rod), and he had something that looked like grandma from the townhouse tim inge was in at houghton. and he kept putting his arm around it and like affectionately rubbing his cheek against the skull while it sang.
this was a song i heard, it was good.
also, there was an old man driving an old car with the word "retired" on it, with a date underneath. not very unusual, exept it was a very terry gilliam looking car (white walled tires, snub nose, wood paneled, open topped, with two mini windshields attached to the car at some awkward point by one long rod), and he had something that looked like grandma from the townhouse tim inge was in at houghton. and he kept putting his arm around it and like affectionately rubbing his cheek against the skull while it sang.