Thinking of flowers – this first week of the brand new year was a not a daisy – fresh, light and airy, but instead, rather thistle-like, hard and bristly. I certainly hope this is not an indication of what’s to come…
In order to shift the focus, and lighten things up, I thought I’d share some images of a fun moment from our holiday vacation.
My dad is a funny combination – like biting into a salty, bitter snack only to find a sweet surprise hidden deep inside. He’s a man of simple means and loves run-of-the-mill beer (no fancy micro-brews here, people) old-time rock and roll and muscle cars.
Sitting in his driveway is a replica of the Porsche driven by Tom Cruise in “Risky Business.” It’s sports car rustic meets beyond the mid-life crisis. I’ve driven it several times over the years, yet, still feel like a shy 16-year old when asking permission to take the roadster for a spin.
Imagine my surprise when my dad offered to allow his grandson to take the Porsche for a drive through wine-country?!?
I had to beg to even sit in that car, and now he was initiating that his 16-year old grandson take it for a cruise?
Obviously, I lived to tell about it. In fact, “The Junior” was very timid and didn’t throttle it, but rather drove his mother through the wiles of wine country in safe style.
According to dad, today’s cars ain’t got no soul…
Risky Business Dance Scene