2003-07-29 - 9:52 p.m.

We're still stuck at this rest stop. Two girls in horse-riding pants put diesel in their car on accident.

"Did you start it?"

"No."

"Don't. We'll drain it in the garage."

I like girls in horse-riding pants. I like when girls dress like baseball players, too.

I lived next door to a girl in high school who rode horses. She'd come out of the house in those tight pants and I'd stare at her from my window. She was hot. She was good friends with the girl I took to the homecoming dance. After we broke up, she would come over to her house and lay out in the backyard. I'd mow the lawn and pretend I wasn't looking but it was hard. She loved metal and wore those flip over boots.