ah, man. eastbound and dead. that sux.

his handle was snowman and i gotta know whats in that weird fanny pack of his, roadside flares??

Ouch. Ouch ouch ouch.

Everyone knows about lightsabers, but some will remember that other movie from '77, and how every pickup and station wagon in the midwest had a CB antennae (maybe farther out, I was 7 at the time, and can only speak for Illinois and the surrounding areas). Trucking ruled the American imagination, and Jerry Reed was a giant.

And by one small increment, America looks just one little bit less like it did when I was growin' up. Man, I miss him already.

Ya know how kids tell you what they wanna be when they grow up? Most say a fireman, a policeman, etc. I wanted to be a truck driver with a sidekick dog, no joke, all because of Mr. Reed. My truck would be loaded with beer, too. My hero. He should also be the Friday hero.

Ahh! Smokey and the Bandit. sic "We got a long way to go and a short time to get there. We're Gonna do what they say can't be done." Such is life.