Well, it's the start of another year, and I've been going through all the stuff I have yet to organize.
One of the things I found was this picture of me with the Wienermobile. And no, the hat wasn't mine.
This was the result of one of the only reportery things I did during my time as a newspaper copy editor. I heard a call over the police scanner that the Wienermobile was finally on its way to one of the local supermarkets after having had a spot of road trouble.
Realizing that as a copy editor, I had a working press pass, I hopped in my hoopty and hightailed it over there, pen and notepad in hand. (Not while I was driving, though. That would've been unsafe. You know what I mean.)
This would be perfect fodder for my weekly humor column. I mean, how could I pass that up, really?
I spoke with Des and Robin, the two college students in charge of this particular Wieniebago, and they gave me a tour of the inside. I'd always thought it would've been cool to drive around in the Wienermobile--imagine picking up a date for the first time--but once I found out that there was no air conditioning, I realized I was probably better off.
Before I left to think of suitable-for-publication wiener puns, they took a Polaroid of me wearing a goofy hat so I'd have a souvenir of my tour.
Fortunately I didn't have to sing the Oscar Mayer jingle.
