Photos and commentary about my commute from suburban Kansas City, North to rural Ray County, Mo., plus the occasional detour to Wiggleroom, U.S.A. The emphasis is on all things beautiful, funny or profound: nature, farming, animals, music, local quirks, customs, assorted roadside oddities and random insights, which about covers it, doesn't it?
Monday, October 31, 2011
Make no bones about it, it's Saturday in Orrick, Mo., and time for Bonnie and Clyde and a dog named Boo
Drove to Orrick, Mo., on Saturday for the annual car show, and who shows up but Bonnie and Clyde and their driver, C.W. Moss. Clyde told me (no kidding) that he jokingly tried the door to the Bank of Orrick and it was unlocked. Easy pickins. Rob that place and at least there'd be no breaking-and-entering charge. And let's face it, response time in Orrick has been known to be a day, day and a half.
The witch here was a little green in the face, but not because she traded in her broom for a sweet Mustang. It's fast -- maybe not as quick as a broom -- but you stay dry in the rain and can keep your hair from getting all stringy looking.
Finally, my favorite, Tank the pomeranian-chihuahua mix. He has his paw on the steering wheel of a '72 Chevelle. Tank (very light armored division) was sharing the car with his brother Boo, and I'm not making that up.
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