“The good people of the world are washing their cars
On their lunch break, hosing and scrubbing
As best they can in skirts in suits

They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record store too…”

– Sheryl Crowe

The car wash. Ah, yes. The place where, this time of year, the folks in the Midwest are washing off the deadly salt and in these parts, they wash the mudd off their cars. I have found it to be a haven for finding those damn magnets . I have only found two, so far, before I noticed a pattern, but it doesn’t take me long to recognize a pattern gosh darn it. The first time, I place the “God Bless the USA” magnet on Shy Girl’s truck on a Sunday. She called me on that next Wednesday, mortified, but thankfully not upset. I arrived home from work to find the magnet hanging on my door, though just a touch modified.

So I found another one today. Today, it was also a red, white and blue one, but said something different, I can’t remember what, they all look the same. Shy Girl is currently in NYC, and my bet is that she is not looking in on me here, so it is safe to say that yes, I dropped it off on her truck tonight. We’ll see how long it takes for her to notice upon her return. And I cannot wait to see her modifications to this one.