Wheeeee! It’s back. Hank’s best critter-watching day of the year. The day he strolls along Greenwood Avenue delightedly sampling the pavement smörgåsbord and spocking large men and their small dogs.
…It’s the 21st Annual Greenwood Car Show!
Today’s event—which raises a heck of a lot of money for local charities and non-profits—is the largest single-day car show in Washington and one hoot of a way to spend a Saturday. You’ll see everyone you know, and even more folks you don’t. You will eat something you did not expect to eat. And you will be surprised to find one horseless carriage that demands your attention, even for just a moment; one automobile that you had no idea you needed to own, even for just a weekend. It doesn’t matter if you detest cars. There will be one that sticks with you, that you will think about tootling around in someday, and waving. Rather like Mr. Toad.
It might be a particularly bitchin’ Camaro:
It might be a Shelby Cobra:
It might be rather silly:
Hopefully, it will not be this:
Under any circumstances.
Nevertheless. There will be one car that will make you stop and ponder. Guaranteed. For Hank it was this:
…of which he will write about later (in breathless detail over his Mr. Toad-like adventures aboard this historic conveyance!)
Hank has learned a few other things from his years perambulating the Greenwood Car Show. These tidbits are as follows:
1) Rednecks come in all shapes and sizes, sexes and ages, nations, colors and creeds happily united by the automobile;
2) You can fry just about anything and sell it to a crowd;
3) Folks who are serious about their car-show cars are also serious about their seriously small car-show dogs;
4) No one can hold on to more than 70% their curly fries/elephant ears/kettle korn/etc. at any one time;
and, 5) Hank delights in each of these truisms.
Also. Dogs and their people go together.
See y’all up on Greenwood!