A stolen moment
So I’m eating my soft serve and whatnot after a trip to Best Buy wondering, okay — does my computer like DVD+R’s or DVD-R’s? Turns out, my Mac is quite picky and hates both of this particular variety. I guess I have to buy Apple branded media. (insert grumble)
Anyways, this hoooooooge stretch Ford Excursion with “Just Married” pulls up the front of the dairy bar and out pops a wedding party jamming to some Missy Elliot song or something.
The owner comes out and asks for a photo and I immediately take the cue to hop in the car and pull around the building. I mean, how often do you see this?
There I am, stopped with my window down behind the owner of this joint and I frame up the photo while one of the groomsmen yells, “Thanks.” with a tone.
I hope their wedding was as good as my bar-b-que sandwich, ’cause it was pretty good.