Random stuff....
I drove through Taco Bell on the way home. There was a new girl taking my money, she greeted me warmly and told me to enjoy my dinner with what looked like a genuine smile. I was so shocked I couldn't respond. It was certainly not because I was incredibly charming, with my torn polo shirt and four days of 5 oclock shadow. I'm so used to fast food being given to me by surly minimum wage slaves, it was hard to deal with.
But I'm sure after she rises like a meteor to the heady position of crew leader, she will hate the public and throw my bag of tacos at me like I'm used to.
This week I finally bought the first country and western album I have ever owned: The best of Johnny Cash.
It's ok, he's so incredibly cool and timeless, I don't consider him even anywhere near the kind of mass produced commercial schlock like Garth Brooks and Shaniah Twain.
Really digging "Fulsom prison blues" and "Ring of Fire"....