Thursday's Musings

Alpha Man has a truck. And another truck. And a '72 Chevy Blazer that is a monster of a thing. It never ever ever fails that when we're in the Blazer, some guy stops Alpha Man at every corner to talk about it. I've heard it all. "Cool ride, man" "What year is that baby?" "Want to sell it?"

So I finally told Alpha Man that the Blazer is such a Man Magnet, a single chick would be stupid not to drive one. In fact, I said, when he dies, I was going to drive it around just to find my next Alpha Man.


He stared at me for the longest beat. Then he said, "I'm going to put it in the will that I want to be buried in it."

A quicker thinker, Alpha Man.