Wednesday, June 1, 2011

worth it

Spotted a bumper sticker yesterday on the back of some SUV that read, "Got Kings of Leon?" Wow. I enjoy Kings of Leon just as much as everyone else.... but putting a bumper sticker on the back of my car and announcing it to everyone just seems so permanent.

When I was 14 my dad borrowed my grandparents' van and took f0ur kids (cousins and sister) cruising around the country for four weeks. Brave, obviously. Three of us were fourteen and my sister was 12, almost 13. We left Mississippi on July 14, 1986 and headed through Louisiana bound for San Antonio first. Got to the Texas state line and found a bumper sticker in the welcome center: "Don't Mess With Texas." It had to be.

Now this van was not any ordinary van. It was tricked out beyond belief. Tan on the outside with one of those extending roofs on top so you could walk around inside. Brown shag carpet, leather brown captains seats up front, a flushing commode in this cabinet thing, a sink, and a table complete with brown velour bench seats in the back that converted into a bed. We bought a musical horn in San Antonio which we blared "Dixie" every single time we went through a Mc Donalds drive thru. (At least 3-4 times a day- remember, 2 fourteen year old boys were aboard).

That special bumper sticker needed a home. My dad bravely affixed it to the back of the extended roof part of the van. And it started a collection.

As we went around the country with our musical vehicle we collected bumper stickers of every make and kind: "Wall Drug, South Dakota," "Virginia is for Lovers," "Four Corners." Probably 40-50 in total. All around the roof of the van- the borrowed van.

Four weeks later we pulled into the shelled circle drive in front of my grandparents' farm. My poor Memama. I'm sure she was pissed. What a hideously permanent thing we had done to her glorious traveling machine. No amount of Goo-Gone would take that crap off. And she had to drive it around.

I don't know why I've always felt like a bumper sticker on my car would be almost an affront to my privacy. Am I really that much of a secret squirrel? Nah.... that's the Boss Man. But I feel like it's too OBVIOUS.

Tattoos are the same way. I just can't think of anything that I like enough that I'm sure I'll love forever. Except my family, OBVOIOUS:) But I'm not going to tattoo my family's names on my bicep.

Mainly because as I get increasing arm flab I'm afraid the results would be atrocious.

Is there anything that's "worth it" enough to you to tattoo or bumper sticker?????