Flew from La Guardia today to Nashville to meet up with some Pricks. While boarding the plane, there were a half dozen dudes cramming their guitars into the overhead compartments.
So I'm thinking to myself..."hey, I'm stuck on a flight with a bunch of guys going to Nashville trying to become the next Vince Gill.
Not that I'd have the slightest idea of who Vince Gill is. Other than he is a country singer. I think.
Then I get on the plane and this old lady approaches me with a pen and a magazine cover. Finally...this blog has made me noteworthy! As I reach for the pen to give her my autograph, she stops short and hands the pen to this guy:
Of course he wasn't dressed like that, he was in a white t-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. Imagine, dressing like that for a first class seat.
Well, at least he was sitting next to a very attractive woman: