Friday, August 05, 2005

Arkansas Traveler Asks for Directions

The driver of the pickup truck, which bore Arkansas plates, ran his fingers through the hair on this chinny-chin-chin, pondering with awe the Gateway Arch in the distance while stopped in rush-hour traffic on Market Street downtown. Turning to an adjacent motorist, he asked which leg of the souring monument was accessible for he an his traveling companion to ascend.

Either one was the reply.