Off to Never Neverland...

There are only a few things in this world that can put me in a car for hours on end. Like Julie Andrews in "The Sound of Music" these are a few of my favorite things. I don't know why I'm thinking of them right now. It could be because the Bonnies just got trounced by Dayton 78-48 to end their season at 2-26.

When you're in college, especially if you're a guy, you know all about road trips. Movies have been made, songs written and books published on the subject. When executed with the right balance of timing, courage and spontaneity it creates lifelong memories and limitless amounts of stories...all which begin with the phrase, "remember that time when...."

Hey Cappy, remember that time when we drove up to Rochester on a Monday night for the midnight release of Sammy Hagar's new album? We got to the great, great, great House of Guitars only to find the doors closed and the lights out. Man that was so funny, getting all psyched up to get the album and then...nothing. However, that was only one goal of our trip.

The other is pictured below...



Garbage Plate

That's right folks. Nick Tahou Hots. Home of the Garbage Plate. Five pounds of heaven for only five bucks out of your pocket. What you have there are two cheeseburgers smothered in hot sauce on top of a bed of macaroni salad. Take a bottle of ketchup and empty half of it on top and mix it all together for one of the best tasting meals you will have outside of your mother's kitchen. Sure it looks exactly the same in both directions but that's a small price to pay, yes?

Securing our Plates we then got back into our borrowed car for the trip back to Bona's. About 1/4 of the way back I looked down at the gas gage.....to see it firmly pointing to "E".

Now you have to remember, this is western New York state. On a weeknight, everything, and I do mean everything closes at 9 pm. This includes gas stations. Oh man, Cappy, you had the master plan...you put in Metallica's black album and off we went. Two hours later we pulled into SBU. That's right....Metallica got us all the way back. It fueled the car. I can't make this up.

That's just one of a ton of memories that come from road trips. I encourage you to act on the impulse the next time it strikes you.

Good Day!