inviting the teens to go get lost

find the teen in you, go get lost too.

Remembering seeing the world as an eight year old is a spotty act of creativity. Some things are blurry. Others are very clear. When I was eight, I loved combinations. Sporks? Spoon and fork appearing as one? Amazing. A door that’s also a jar? Unbelievable.

The greatest combo in the eyes of my eight year old self was definitely the Chevy El Camino. Some might say that the el Camino is for an indecisive, person whose life compromises destroy the best that anything or anyone has to offer.

I have a different take. I believe the El Camino to be the ultimate car? truck? for those with ADHD - especially the fiery, rebellious oppositional defiant types. Having an el Camino is like having a mullet, face tattoos and those odd stretched ear things where kids try to fit hockey pucks in their earlobes or lower lips and dressing entirely in clothes from the LL Bean catalogue.

Rugged woodland urban weirdo?

Young people can be strange that way. The lip stretchy ones. The only place I want to see a hoc…