Another Reason to Love California

So by now, I'm sure I've made my point why California is the greatest state to live in. Great weather, great Governor, great women, etc... Today is when I can make my final point. How often is it that you meet a woman that is named after a sweet car that is not a stripper. I'll give you your Mercedes, Porches, Lexus' etc... All of those are stripper names hands down. Tonight was different. Tonight I met a great girl that was not a stripper, but was named after a sweet car. Possibly the the sweetest car of them all.

We all know her as Eleanor. Well, at least those that have seen "Gone in 60 Seconds." Shelby. Tonight, I was at a bar and I met a girl named "Shelby." Not only is that a name that I would proudly named my first daughter, but it is also a name that brings significance to the story. Not only was her dad a huge Ford Motor fan, but she was also in the middle of restoring a 1968 Shelby GT 500 Mustang. The first time I heard this I needed to change my pants. It was that perfect. Not only did her father have the American know it all to name her after a "more than classic" automobile, but she was car savy and in the process of rebuilding her namesake.

Where else but the great state of California would something like this happen? Not Oregon or Spokane, that's for Goddamn sure. Do you remember when Indiana Jones found the Ark of the Covenant or the Holy Grail? This is what I felt like when I met this girl. My Ark/Holy Grail was found and it was the greatest moment of my life. Not only that but she was a bartender and served me free drinks all night. Hence the late night, drunk ass blog. Which I am very surprised is seldom used anymore.

Anyway, I wanted to tell everyone of the greatness of California and in turn wish everyone a great welcome as they come to the state for the "shitshow" known as Tex's wedding. I have no idea who will dare say a toast, but I hope it is similar to the "Old School" toast given by Luke Wilson.

In Scotch We Trust.