You are with me Bob....Everywhere I go.

When I woke up last Friday morning I checked all the levels and looked at the weather report. I realized that the conditions were just right......for washing my car. I drove the thing to my favorite place of all time, Clean Town USA, and got in line behind some hippie in a subaru...(no offence Rich). The salt content was high and the wait was long, so I turned up the Doctor Dre re-mix that was already blasting out of my speakers and took a glance at how cool I looked in my rear-view mirror with my hat on sideways. Just when my loud bass was about to win the affection of the hottie next to me, the guy in front of me decides to turn around and wave me down. All I see is Bob......everywhere I go. At the car wash.... Walking down Walnut street with the greatest of intentions (get drunk) I am unable to avoid Bob as he finds his way into my path. Christmas shopping as Dick's for those Carhartt overalls my brother will never wear and then give back to me, I cannot avoid you Bob, you are everywhere. Everywhere I go. By the way, NC is looking good. Really good. Casselman, not so good.