Monday, June 19, 2006

That's A Big Ol' Guitar

Friday afternoon was dragging, I was pissy and anxious to get home. The weather was great, so I opened the sunroof on my 10-year-old non-profitmobile and slipped The Killers CD in the stereo.

I turned the volume up to 32, which translates to "bleeding ears" level, and hit the number for "All These Things That I Have Done."

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier,
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

The guitar is blaring and the drums sound cool, but I'm still ruminating about my pissy day. And then I see this Mariachi Band.

Who can stay pissy when they see a Mariachi Band?
I wanted to get out and listen for a while, but realized I'd look like a buffoon, so I traveled on after sitting for a few moments at the red light.

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