Ramble on

The weekend began with a breakfast of eggs, scrambled with fresh veggies and mashed potatoes, and a side of chocolate covered strawberries. I don’t think I need tell you, it was a good weekend. It was the weekend my aunt and uncle came to visit; and it was the weekend of the annual Capital City Cruise. The cruise, you see, is a chance for all the cars of Northwest Motorfest to shine. Blocking off several streets downtown, the cars cruise as days of old. For the life of me, I can’t understand how I’m the only one of my girlfriends who is positively giddy over such an event. After all, there’s nothing like hearing the low rumble of a muscle car or the a-oo-ga of a Model T horn. And what could be better than watching someone hit a three-wheel motion—or going old school, and revving the engine before releasing the brake and letting her fly. Needless to say, I came home smelling of exhaust and ready to own a classic, all my own …