Jon puts on a Morrissey album. He says he feels just like a 90-year-old woman.
Jon tells me about the funniest email I ever sent him. [Note: I didn't write down what it entailed, I guess I thought I'd just remember?] Loren jerks up, sees that nothing is wrong and turns over and goes back to sleep.
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Jon points out that he and an old couple in a navy blue Jaguar have been passing one another up for quite some time.
A sign in the road tells drivers to turn to 93.7 FM for travel information. Jon laughs as we pass up the Jaguar. We pass by Wagon Mound, NM, which I think is a lovely name for a town.
The Jaguar passes us up again. Jon laughs like an idiot and won't stop. I warn him that he'll wake up Loren. I even threaten him. He just keeps laughing and points out the Jaguar to me as we pass it. But the Jaguar speeds up again.
We see cows. Jon points to clouds in the distance and tells me, "There's Heaven." I watch lightning descend from Heaven. I hear Jon snickering again, no doubt plotting to drive past our roadmate again.
Here we go. The sky darkens as we pass the Jaguar.
The Jaguar has Arizona plates. I wonder if they, too, are going to Denver. I wonder if Jon will try to pass them up the whole way there.
We pass it up again. This time Jon is quiet about it. Loren makes himself comfortable in the back seat, snuggled up with Mr. Chicken. The sky looks blue ahead of us. I hope the sun doesn't beat down on Loren in the back.
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Jon claims that Jerry Springer lives in Springer, NM. I decide not to break the bad news to him.
Out of nowhere, the Jaguar we passed up a long time ago speeds by. Jon asks if I think he's gone crazy. Before I can reply, he says, "Lookit" and points at a sign
Springer
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"I'm in competition with the Jaguar," Jon declares. "He's trying to prove he's more manly than me. I'm just laughing at him."
We pass Springer without going to look for the famous talk show host.
