Archive for November, 2003
Just Chillin, Like Bob Dylan
I drove through my hometown of Pleasanton, Kansas. Wow, how can one place change so little over so much time. I swear I felt like I had jumped back about 15 years. Like some sort of freaky episode of the twilight zone. My high school History teacher was also a police officer and I kept thinking he was going to pull me over as I cruised down main street and then write me a ticket for not remembering his name.
Dude, wheres my hometown pride?