thank you...thank you very much

on saturday night, one of the guys who works at the bar with me was going to a 70's party. he tells me all about his costume and how great it's going to be (think lime green leisure suit).
"very nice", i say, "but you need elvis sunglasses."
"yea, that'd make the costume, but where am i gonna to get 'em...the twin lakes amoco?" (the town that i'm in is all of 4000 people and the amoco is the closest thing we have to a mall)
i flip him my keys and tell him to look on the front seat of my car. he gives me a kind of sideways look and heads out the door only to return with a big dumb grin framed on each side of his head by chops the size of a deck of cards and topped off with thick gold rimmed blu-blockers. classic.

now, you might ask why i have such a pair of glasses sitting on the front seat of my car when it is so far from halloween. well, i'll tell you. whenever i'm having a shitty day at work, there is nothing that cheers me up more than to go get dinner or just drive home while i'm wearing these things. I've had more double and triple takes than i can count and I just laugh my ass off. I've even had a dude in a black 7 series BMW almost take out a light pole while rounding a corner trying to look back at me. Yea, i'm a little out there, but it sure does entertain the hell out of me.