KBKS 5 - Vegas Bound

I'm wet

So is Dog

We set out for Vegas at dawn

The weather was beautiful

The desert sunrise breathtaking

My meds were working wonderfully

All was right with the world

Then it started raining

Which normally wouldn't be a problem

After all, a 1977 Chevrolet truck is designed to keep out the weather

But this one doesn't have a roof anymore

Last week I took a short sanity break

And had a few beers

With every passing twelve ounce

My eyes fell upon a Sawzall on the bench

Then the roof of the truck

More and more often

Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore

And the red pickup roadster was born

After removing all the jagged edges with a grinder

It was pretty not half bad looking too

I rationalized that this was the desert

How often can it rain?

Not much is the answer

Or often

At the first drops I looked up in dismay

My old mentality briefly breaking in

Dog picked up on it too

And tried to hide from the water up behind the windshield

But after a few minutes of getting good and wet

I started laughing

This is awesome

I'm driving an old pickup truck

With the roof chopped off

Through the desert

In a wicked rainstorm

What an absurdly awesome situation

I turn up the radio and start singing to the '80's station

I feel like a kid again playing in the rain

With two hundred miles to go to Vegas

Dog began barking excitedly along with my singing

I share a piece of wet jerky with Dog

This is the best time I've had in years

We motor onward to Las Vegas

Dripping water from everywhere as we go

Laughing and singing

With jerky breath