My buddies Steven & Thad had nothing to do so they came along for the ride, figuratively and literally.
We drove out to a spot where the road dead ends at a small river. Most people would call it a creek or stream, but I'm calling it a river because its name has 'river' at the end of it. When we got there we saw a single car parked and a man standing near it, talking on a cell phone, with a banjo strapped to his torso.
I said "Now, THERE'S something you don't see everyday: a man with a banjo talking on a cell phone down by the river!" They both laughed.
When the man finished his phone call and began playing his banjo, I snapped this picture.
My inquisitive mind wouldn't let it go, so I had to ponder this situation out loud.
"Do you think he just woke up this morning, looked out the window, and said to himself 'this is a great day to play the banjo outdoors by the river'?" I asked my friends.
"His wife probably won't let him play it at home" answered Steven. "We've only been listening to him for 30 seconds and I'm already tempted to smash that banjo over his head."
Alrighty then.
So before roaring up the engine to leave (preventing Steven from violently destroying the man's banjo), I took 1 more picture of 'the river' from the drivers seat of Big Ella.
1 comment:
crap, and I had to go to work. (sad trombone noise)
smooches to steven and thad! and you took big ella out on ella's birthday (she would have been 99 yesterday)!
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