onebadpenny

Hot day, nearing the end of august. Too hot to spend lunch inside, we'd all migrated to the small amount of shade offered by the roof overhang on the side of the warehouse. Great view for an afternoon meal, a parking lot and our friendly neighborhood freeway offramp. At least there was a breeze off the bay. What little conversation there was abruptly came to an end as the noisiest, oldest, most beat up looking VW bug I think I've ever seen, made it's way up the slight rise to the light at the end of the ramp. Surprisingly enough, it made it all the way. The cacaphony was shortly drowned out by the bass thumping from the van which pulled up b