Saturday, July 18, 2009
Travels with Chili: The Journey Begins
Trumpets sounded, the crowd roared, a dog barked, clouds parted and, oh yeah, a baby cried. Y'know, the usual harbingers of a siginificant event in literature. In a workplace, a memo would have gone out and, befitting its importance, coffee and donuts would have been served in the conference room.
In this case, we drove up to the house, parked, and pretty soon the neighbors started gathering, oohing and ahhing, opening doors and (if you're Mace, anyway) pushing buttons. Everyone had to sit in the driver's seat, watch the sunroof(s) slide back and forth, and close their eyes and breath in the new car smell.
Pretty soon beer was being poured, wine bottles opened and a block party erupted that lasted into the late evening as kids played race car in the front seat , complete with "vroom vroom" sound effects. All of it a good sign of adventures sure to come.