Thought You Should Know

One of the vacation days last week (yes - the one I have yet to post pictures of) was spent driving south from northern California through the famed 'wine country' to get to where we had a room reserved for the night, many, many miles down the road.

Around 2 or 3 p.m., after being in the car for at least 6+ hours, wanting to stretch, ready for some lunch, and generally a little punchy, we were driving through a small town which sported a small tavern on main street named "Copa Cabana". I know, I hear the collective Good Gawd!

That itself wasn't a good thing, but wait. It gets worse.

So there I am, tired, thirsty, hungry, punchy, and well, brain dead or something. I don't know. But out it slipped. The inside of the car soon reverberated with - yes - you guessed it, "♫♪♫ At the Copa, Copa Cabana. ♫♫♪ The hottest spot north of Havana... ♫♪♪"

Mrs. Curmudgeon: Uh, Dave...

Curmudgeon: Yeeees?

Mrs. Curmudgeon: Uh, those of us in this generation... first, don't even admit we know the lyrics to that song, and second... don't sing it out loud.

Curmudgeon: Very true. All done.




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