The Drives

As I see everybody has started to blog about the "younger years" I thought I would throw my two cents in with some of the historic drives I have been on in my life.

First historic drive that I was on was the night of the flood. Dear god, all I remember is having to sleep in the back of probably a 1979 Chevy Station wagon. Man was that a sweet ride. Probably one of the first cool family cars where you could sit int he back of it and not have to face your parents. They had no clue what we were doing, or at least we thought that. Who would have known that cars have rear view mirrors. Anyway, that was one early wake up in the middle of the night to attempt to cram all of our worldly possessions into the wagon. I think all we ended up with were animals and human beings. A decent first attempt. I would have preffered my GI Joes to Ripper, but not my call. That drive ended up parked at a gas station which was the highest point we could find that would not wash us away. One crazy drive that was.

Second most historic drive was the first long auto ride that I was on with Jim and Jayne. For all of you that know Jim and Jayne there were more historic rides that we were on together, but this was the first. I think it was the first time since we had been married (after my ass was chewed by them both for even attempting that) that we went out to visit them in San Fran. We were on our way to a game for the Oakland A's. Was going to be sweet. About an hour drive or more with traffic from their house and I was pumped to see the "Bash Brothers" or now maybe the Roid Brothers in action. McGwire and Canseco. We get in site of the stadium and boy did we hit the traffic. Dead stop. It all happened so fast that all I remember are a ton of F-bombs, shits, damns, and then we were headed back to the house. Didn't even make it all the way. Needless to say it was a long quiet ride back to their house and needless to say I was worried about our marriage.

The third most memorable drive was the drive we took with mom and dad up and down the east coast. Very long drive, but it was a very memorable one. We saw it all from D.C. to downtown NYC and everything in between. Very sweet, wish I could have remembered more of it at the time. All I remember was that it was the first time I had seen so many bums int he street begging for money. All new to us from T-Town. Good drive.

Lastly and I wanted to name this blog for this song, but I am sure you all remember the song dad used to sing that would make us all cry we laughed so hard on these drives.

Down in the west Texas town of El paso
Where little Ricky had a bugger in his nose

Down in the west Texas town of El paso
Where little Joshy had crusty underwear

Down in the west Texas town of El paso
Where little Micah had his finger in his butt

Great lyrics for great drives.