We're in CA now, and sometime I'll write about how this whole place is one big simulacrum, really, it's bizarre. We decided to keep our Idaho plates to save some cash and so that people would know why I was driving slower than them. We've gotten some strange looks as we get passed on the 405 or just in local traffic, I think some folks are surprised that there isn't a big potato in the front seat. For them, Idaho is a place that they once heard of in the title of a David Lynch film they didn't see, for me, it's the closest thing to home...I digress.
In honor of my minivan, I'm posting this rad video that my brother showed me. It's at once a homage to my g-ride and to my dad, because he used to rock the midi tapes and he worked with a bunch of guys like these for many years. But also, this is to inform you, anonymous CA driver, that when you pass me in your Mercedes/BMW/Lexus/Suburban/Acura, you can know that I am proud to be riding in my minivan.
