Monday, August 14, 2006
Good old boy
This morning I was riding to work in the bike lane on the side of a four lane road, and my Walkman falls out of it's pouch and onto the pavement right in an intersection. NPR comes to an instant silence replaced by the sound of the plastic bouncing on the street behind me. I come to a stop and look back and there it is in the middle of the intersection. I turn and ride back to retrieve it before any cars run over it. I thought for sure it would be broken but I plug my headphones back in and it works! But now it is tuned to a religious station and there is a minister with a southern accent proclaiming "God is not a good old boy!". (I kid you not!) I tune it back to NPR and continue on to work. This means something, I'm just not sure what yet. Perhaps I shouldn't see the trinity while looking at a pine cone in Montana.