Baby, you can wash my car

I saw Jim Croce performing "Workin' At The Car Wash Blues" on TV Saturday night, and it got me wondering why car washes are so prevalent in music. I mean, there's that song "Car Wash," and Elvis quit his job down at the car wash, in a line later referenced by They Might Be Giants. Is the car wash the employment of choice for wannabe musicians?

It turned out that the weather report for Sunday was correct, so I was able to go to Great Adventure with bethje and her cousins Marji and Alyssa. It was fun, and the park wasn't that crowded, which is always good. Rolling Thunder got stuck on the first hill while we there, but fortunately not with us on it. We ended up not riding that ride at all. That makes the second time I've been at an amusement park when a roller coaster got stuck. I wonder how frequently that happens, and why.

I'm pretty sure the website said the park was supposed to close at 9, but it actually closed at 8, which strikes me as a really early time to close an amusement park under any circumstances. They were also out of fried Oreos.

Speaking of deep-fried foods, I wouldn't mind trying deep-fried Twinkies.