DIXN (REDUX)

2.2.2015

I was coming across the bridge the other morning and the casual carpool driver's car had some bad shocks so while Jughead was super funny I had to put down my Archie's Pals and Gals Feb '06 issue because I just couldn't concentrate. (I've been known to boot from reading in the back seat of a bouncy car and I didn't want to out myself as being a total puss in front of strangers.) So I stared out the window instead and listened to the driver's preference radio station: An all-day salute to German Waltzes.

I always play "What's for breakfast" while coming across the bridge in the morning. That's where you look out the window and you try to guess what the next driver is scarfing down. Most often it's coffee or a bagel but sometimes it's fruit. Occasionally it's a breakfast burrito or yogurt. One time I saw a guy eating chicken legs and throwing the bones out the window. Fun.

I also like to try to memorize license plates. Geez I have a great time. I tend to get thrown off by vanity plates because instead of memorizing them I try to figure them out. Some are easy and lame: "DEBZGTI" or "RAYDRZ." Others are
easy and annoying: "PETAGAL." Then there are the curious ones. I started figuring on what the white Accord was thinking when he got the vanity plate "NOSHRTZ." I had a couple guesses. He was a Team USA women's soccer fan or an avid titty-bar patron. I was distracted when another car then went by with a "CUBSWN" plate. I couldn't figure what it meant. I'm sure it wasn't grounded in reality.

It's not often when I get a second chance to think of a plate but with "NOSHRTZ" I did. I was walking from the drop-off to the office that morning when I passed "NOSHIRTS" guy getting out of the Accord, having just parked it. "NOSHRTZ?" I asked. "I play a lot of pick-up basketball," he said. Figured. STUPID.


Tonight - Lucky 13  - Beer Fest - featuring Sierra Nevada
(cash only)


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