Random things that amuse me.

[JohnnyEgo]

1. Going into the Firehouse Subs in Fort Collins. There is a little boy, probably about three or four, picking up rocks out of the landscaping and throwing them in the street. I hear his mother tell him he better stop that right now. Coming out of the Firehouse, I see him wait until his Mom isn't looking, pick up a rock, and hurl it back into the street. Mom turns around when she hears the rock hit the pavement, and in her sternest Mom-voice says "Carson! Why did you just throw that rock!" To which he replies in his sweet, factual little voice: "Because it needed throwing, Mommy." Yes it did, Carson, yes it did.

2. On my way home, I got caught in the uniquely urban-Colorado event of a Subaru traffic jam. An Outback and an Impreza in front of me, a Cross-Tek and another Outback to the side, and third Outback behind me. One might say I'd been Imprezed.

That is all.

[flogger]

Pretty damn cool on that first one.

As far as the second one, yes, they are everywhere.

[Doc45]

Hahaha, that's awesome for the kiddo to reply like that. And yes, been there on the second!

[Duman]

I'm very Imprezed with the pun....

[Erni]

I like the cut of Carson?s jib.

[ray1970]

If it weren?t for Subarus and Jeeps traffic would be pretty light along the front range.

[MrPrena]

I need to try firehouse sub.
We love Jersey Mike's, but my kid absolutely dislike Mike's.

[Sawin]

Firehouse is alright, but my favorite is the Brooklyn Bomb from Deli Zone. Try it. The Dijonaise is the key

[Sawin]

Johnny, that Carson sounds an awful lot like my 4 year old boy.... but with toys in the house, not rocks. He’s been taught not to throw rocks already... but I suppose if it needed throwin’...

[JohnnyEgo]

I like Firehouse from time to time, because it reminds me of Florida. Well, less the meth addicts and off-duty strippers (equally likely to be meth-addicted) in the parking lot, the alligators in the retention pond, and the old man in golf pants and a suit jacket muttering to himself in a corner. I don't go there terribly often because there isn't one close to anywhere else I am usually likely to go, and the nostalgia is not quite enough of a draw for me to go out of my way intentionally.

I go to Jersey Mikes probably twice a month in the winter and late summer months, because it is next to the heated and air-conditioned range.

I hear you, Sawin. My boy is just like me, to the point where he gets on my wife's nerves the same way I do, and I hear some of the exact same things I say come out of his smaller frame. Which I find endlessly hilarious.