Oh yeah, I did have a dream: I was cruising on Alameda (in Denver Colorado) on a bike, but Alemeda had been transported to here in Lakeland Florida. I passed a liquor store. I took a double look, and saw that their was a sign for New Belgium Beer's Fat Tire, one of the best beers ever, so I get all excited because Fat Tire can not be acquired east of the Mississippi River region, I go inside the store, leaving my bike unlocked outside. They have set up a jug pouring business where one can buy a jug and fill the glass jug with the amber liquid. I pour myself a jug and leave with anticipation of a great drink, but when I get outside the liquor store, there is no bike to be found. I walk home with contentment as my guide.
"What might be an atomic Ranchero?"
Well I am glad you asked!"
Join the Atomic Ranchero movement, here is a top ten check list to see if you are an Atomic Ranchero:
- An Atomic Ranchero owns a cowboy hat but not necessarily owns a horse.
- Loves classic trucks, but does not believe in Car Washes. Dirt shows you have been somewhere.
- Is a guy up for adventure especially if it is road-trips, anything to get out of this suburban nightmare.
- Has lived in Colorado, Eastern Oregon, Eastern California, Eastern Washington, Eastern Utah, Southern Wyoming along I-80, Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, parts of Hawaii, or Texas. (Not sure of states: Utah, Idaho).
- Tries not to give a shit. And pictures himself as Johnny Cash giving the middle finger.
- Owns a Jackalope Head mounted on the wall.
- Loves the Mythic Space of High lonesome Clouds
- Thinks South Park is about his early years.
- Loves the 1950's with a twist. Imagine the 50's only dirtier and more real.
- Loves Fat Tire Beer because it washes away all the dusty trails explored during the back roads trips.
